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You'll see, you'll see Lucy
You've got everyting you want
You'll get everything you've ever needed
You'll see, you'll see Lucy
You've got everyting you want
You'll get everything you've ever needed

Little sister you've got all the best genes
You wear them on the catwalk
A degree when you were just nineteen
My friends come round now just to look at you

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But I wouldn't wish you onto any of my friends
You'd eat them up and spit them out and then you'd go do it again
Or maybe it's just 'cause you're too good for them

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But I wouldn't want to speak for her
Mime or try to define her woolly ways
I think about it, she makes me think about it
But she could say it better anyway

Don't you worry about it (x8)