Paroles originales
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It's friday night on tram number nine
All the people I see have clouds in their minds
But me I am alone
Having a little party on my own
The loneliness is not my issue
I still remember the night that I kissed you
And there's been plenty more since that
When it comes to kissing I've been a spoilt little brat
I don't wanna die alone
In a home somewhere humming on a song of my own
It's just me and my budgies
I'll enter heaven with no heavy luggage
