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On my way to work
I rode a big green bus
I could see everything
From the upper deck
People came and went
Smoking cigarettes
I picked the packets up
When the people left
But all the time I thought of you
How far away the future seemed
How could I so many dreams?
And one of them not come true
On my way to work
I bought a magasine
Inside a pretty girl
Who liked to water-ski
She came from Chichester
