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| I heard you on the wireless back in '52, lying awake intent at tuning in on you. If I was young it didn't stop you coming through. OH-A-OH! | |
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| They took the credit for your second symphony. Rewritten by machine and new technology. And now I understand the problems you can see. OH-A-OH! I met your children! OH-A-OH! What did you tell them? | |
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| VIDEO KILLED THE RADIO STAR! VIDEO KILLED THE RADIO STAR! | |
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| VIDEO KILLED THE RADIO STAR! VIDEO KILLED THE RADIO STAR! | |
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| ...You think we should let him know his pants are missing? | |
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| ...I'm more concerned about the fact that he's shoving sticks of butter up his nose. | |
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