No need to talk it out
Around the walkabout
It takes your breath away
Takes it so far away
Nowhere we have to be
One for the company
Oh look, a runaway
A Roman holiday
We could trade places A, B, C,
Cover the bases 1, 2, 3,
I could be you and you'd be me
Go in, go out, go in, go out – yeah
Set the alarm for Fri, Sat, Sun
Beating the countdown, jump the gun
Paradise lost and look who won
Go in, go out, go in, go out – yeah
The bastard of the brood
Living in solitude
They threw it all away
And took a holiday
You ask so pretty please
To get ahead of me
Oh yes, oh probably
So much for subtlety
We could trade places A, B, C,
Cover the bases 1, 2, 3,
I could be you and you'd be me
Go in, go out, go in, go out – yeah
Set the alarm for Fri, Sat, Sun
Beating the countdown, jump the gun
Paradise lost and look who won
Go in, go out, go in, go out – yeah
If I had it my way, my way again
It would come in a spray
Make tomorrow today, today again
Make tomorrow today
If I had it my way, my way again
It would come in a spray, spray, spray
Make tomorrow today, today again
Make tomorrow today
We could trade places A, B, C,
Cover the bases 1, 2, 3,
I could be you and you'd be me
Go in, go out, go in, go out – yeah
Set the alarm for Fri, Sat, Sun
Beating the countdown, jump the gun
Paradise lost and look who won
Go in, go out, go in, go out – yeah
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