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Outcast At Last

de Sticky Fingers

I take a look inside, the parlour's empty
So I ask, is there anywhere that you like to go?
It's the mystic that surrounds her enema, she can't control
Yeah, but at least that it's with me she wants to roll

And if she don't, nah, it will not define me
I'm reaching for my coat
'Cause I'm elastic, sacrifice me for a goat

I don't wake up or sleep
'Til the morning after tea
Don't put me out now
We're the fire, let's indulge

It's the mystic that surrounds her
Everyone was so astounded
But I'm much too busy here
So I wish her well
I'm outcast at last

Last in line at the body shop, yeah
They threw me all together, bits and bobs
But I'm a last on the longest out of all you lot
I'm never standing still, I'm always to and fro

Last in the race of a running mob
They shot the gun, I wasn't ready, I was robbed
But lastly of course, I almost forgot ya
'Cause I'm the winner when it comes to you

Yeah, I don't wake up or sleep
'Til the morning after tea
Don't pull me out now
We're the fire, let's indulge

It's the mystic that surrounds her
Everyone was so astounded
But I'm much too busy here
So I wish her well

I'm an outcast
I'm an outcast
(I'm outcast at last) I'm an outcast
I'm an outcast
I'm outcast at last

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