Texty: Marc Bolan. Over The Flats.

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I was dragged here from my old place
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Turned from my old gang given a new face
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My old man loved it he had his garden
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He had his papadoms but my reputation's gone

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Flats, over the flats over the flats over the flats

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I miss my friend called pete he always looked so neat
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He had those dancin' feet how will we ever meet

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The chicks I used to know will never see me grow
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Will never grasp my hand when I'm a fighting man

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Here no-one knows my name people all look the same
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I walk unnoticed steps they don't know my rep
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Well I was born to move with fire in my shoes
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I'm an unnoticed boy just you just toy (? )