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(I don't know) The first time I kicked you out The whole block was watching The second time wasn't as loud But it was ten times as sad Seven days of the week I'm curled up under ceilings, oh He's a lot like you I can't figure out what he's feeling Just one summer with him, ah There's nothing better than that, no There's nothing sadder than that, ah Just one summer with him, oh Listening to England lose, ah There's nothing better than this, ah Nothing sadder than this, no Just one summer with you, ah Nothing better than that, no, no Thеre's nothing better than this, now Nothing saddеr than, sadder than this, oh Aus Songtexte Mania