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We hung around our old home town and waitedGot married to a Grecian billionaireWe need to drink a litre of distractionWe need to buy a plastic souvenirAnd when I woke up you were lying with meGot half a mile for every cigaretteDon't you hang up on me, don't you hang up, don't you hang up on me my friendDon't you hang up on me, don't you hang up, don't you hang up on me againI wrote it down so that I would rememberThat I am you and you are someone elseI swear to god that you are going to miss meI swear to god that I'll miss you as wellDon't you hang up on me, don't you hang up, don't you hang up on me my friendDon't you hang up on me, don't you hang up, don't you hang up on me againBecause you might need somebody, need somebodyAnd I'm not gonna be there Aus Songtexte Mania