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Wake up in the morning,Face the debris from the night before,Walk down to the kitchen,The state of which says it all.We've got a long way to go,We've a long long way.How strange, that from fifteen feet,I sought you out, from fifteen feet.Don't get any less lovely while I'm gone, oh,Don't get any less lovely whilte I'm gone.We've got a long way to go,There's a long, long way. Aus Songtexte Mania