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She thinks that I was born yesterday.
She thinks that I go out with the tide
and fade at the end of the day.
She thinks my hairs aren't numbered.
And when pricked I don't cry in pain.
Just cause I smile like a child born yesterday.
And she thinks that I was born in another age.
She thinks that I get up with the sun
and dream my life away.
And she thinks cause I'm saying nothing,
that I've got nothing to say.
Just cause I smile like a child born yesterday.
She thinks that I was born yesterday.
She thinks that I came into this world born without a name.
And she thinks that I'm going nowhere
cause I stay at one place,
And cause I smile like a child born yesterday.
- Rob Dougan.
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