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There was a timeWhen crazy days would start with wineAnd now I tow a different lineI stay in bed and use my loaf instead of my breadAnd stroll on 'cos I've been thinking so longThat something's gonna go wrongIt's gone to my head my vision's all blurredAnd my legs feel like leadBut I'm clean yeahFriends with Mr. Sheen yeahDon't have to wean myself off of nothingI'm two minutes clean and that's not very oftenStroll onThere was a timeWhen I would dread waht I had saidWaking up in someone's bedWondering who I wasNaked and cold with an ache in my headAnd stroll on 'cos I've been thinking so longThat something's gonna go wrongIt's gone to my head my vision's all blurredAnd my legs feel like leadBut I'm clean yeahFriends with Charlie Sheen yeahGonna meet the Queen yeahShe's two minutes cleanAnd that's not very oftenStroll on and onClean yeahFriends with Mr Sheen yeahDon't have to wean myself off of nothingI'm two minutes cleanAnd that's not very oftenI'm clean yeahGonna meet the Queen yeahI won't be obscene yeah'cos I'm two minutes cleanAnd that's not very oftenStroll on and on and on and on and onOh yeah
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