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The whole world's going home with plastic bags. Six bottles of stella,
Jacob's Creek and twenty fags.
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And you know there is no shame, because we're all doing the same.
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Staying in is the new going out, no one's even coming round, we'll have toy
fights in the hall.
You're all going home with self help books. Hidden behind Heat because you're worried
the looks. And you know there is no shame, because we're all, doing the same.
Staring in is the new shouting out, we're just trying to find out, if there's any truth
And we're all listening to downbeat sh*te. We overdid the good times, now we can't
at night. And you know there is no shame, because we're all feeling the same.
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