She was standing smoking counting stolen change Don't someone have the guts to complain? Said superman I'm a big fan, let's get something straight Well you don't have the guts to complain Now your son's coming out to the rain Your son's coming out to the rain
When you're on your own Standing by the phone We should get together By the supermarket stand Just taking it hand-in-hand We should get together Just think of the love you'll save Not stuck in your early grave We should get together, together, together
I saw you standing smoking counting stolen change But I don't have the guts to complain Well I picked you up, got mixed up with you, that's ok 'cos now I've got the guts to complain Your sons coming out to the rain Your sons coming out to the rain
When you're on your own Standing by the phone We should get together Got a supermarket stand Just taking it hand-in-hand We should get together Just think of the love you'll save Not stuck in your early grave We should get together, together, together...(whole verse repeated 3 times)
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