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Tonight you hit Saint Albans
With snot hanging out of your nose
But you don't find out til the hotel,
When you go to change your clothes
You know you're filthy
but you don't have time to shower
Cause you have to meet that Polish girl
You don't even have the sense to get her flowers
You turn up at the café
There's a bloke sat at her side
And you know that something's different 'cause
She looks like someone's died
Still you try to keep it friendly
And imagine you're together, in your head
But the bloke keeps chipping in about
Whatever she just said
No one wants to know you in this town
It's a place that doesn't need you around
Saint Albans wants you to drown
Tomorrow you'll be focused
And heading for the future
With a new-found sense of optimism that
Doesn't fucking suit you
But anything could happen
From one day and the next
And you're only in Saint Albans
Because you thought you were having sex
No one wants to fuck you in this town
It's a place that doesn't lead you around
Saint Albans wants you out
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