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You take your white finger

Slide the nail under

 the top and bottom buttons of

 my blazer

Relax the fraying wool, slacken ties

 And I'm not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes

Find the eyes

 So find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and

files you must follow, leave this academic factory you will

find me in the matinee, the dark of the matinee. it's

better in the matinee, the dark of the matinee is mine

 yes its mi----ine

I time every journey, to bump into you, accidentally I

charm you and tell you of the boys i hate

all the girls i hate, all the words i hate

all the clothes i hate, how I'll never be anything I hate

You smile, mention something that you like,

how you'd have a happy life

 if you did the things you like.

 So find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and

files you must follow, leave this academic factory you will

find me in the matinee, the dark of the matinee. it's

better in the matinee, the dark of the matinee is mine

 yes its mi----ine

So I'm on BBC2 now, telling Terry Wogan how I made it

 And what I made is unclear now

But his deference is and his laughter is

My words and smile are so easy now

 Yes, it's easy now, yes, it's easy now

 So find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and

files you must follow, leave this academic factory you will

find me in the matinee, the dark of the matinee. it's

better in the matinee, the dark of the matinee

 Well find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and

files you must follow, leave this academic factory you will

find me in the matinee, the dark of the matinee. it's

better in the matinee, the dark of the matinee is mine

 yes it's mi----ine