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Aug 01, 2005 12:54

"Why do you blow me round,
bus air-con baby,
just to cool me down
mess my hair round!

And worst of all is that you stop when the bus is still.
I need your air,
I need you, more than anything darling,
You chase the heat from my heart.
Bus air-con you cool my heart..."
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