World War 24

Porcelain doll
 Your mother runs an antique shop
 She takes some stuff, I take a lot
 We sleep all day
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 Slow response
 I'm feelin' like an afterthought
 I guess I'm kinda lost in space
 And London's okay
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 She don't even ask what time it is anymore
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 Dressed up like its World War 24
 
 Sugar sweet
 She loves it when it hits her teeth
 The river hides the carousel
 In London, oh well
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 Coma comes
 Like bullets from a candy gun
 Delivers us into the sun
 Of London, my love
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 She don't even ask what time it is anymore
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 Dressed up like its World War 24
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 And if we get too high
 We'll burn this town
 We'll burn this town
 We'll burn this town
 Oh, baby, bring me down
 Oh, baby, bring me down
 Oh, baby, bring me down
 Oh, baby, bring me down
 I'm all yours
 I'm all yours
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 I'm all yours