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Artist: Robbie Williams Album: Escapalogy Title: How Peculiar
How peculiar
I am all of the above babe Johnny long to the grave saving all the stamps in Spend it on a kettle
Rub me rub me up right lovely If you lick it then lick it battery Good and properly all night if you want
I haven't got a clue what to do with you Need for you to love me so much Jesus what am I going to do with this crush So get the old fella and wack it up against the touch
How peculiar
Bend your long legs against the sofa and the Dorchester You can eat your All Bran I'm not into heart sports
Oh I haven't got a clue what to do with you Jesus all the things my head is going through God what am I going to do with this crush Just wack the old man out and get it up against the touch
How peculiar
Jesus what am I to do man I am a depressed man Not sure what I'm doing All of the day
How peculiar
I am all of the above man I am what you want man If you want me here I am Come and get it baby
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