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Well the desk porter laughed News of our legend and our exploits Travelled car From bell-hop to hired car All this and more Modern history On the third floor So is this where he died Spend your life cutting words up With a knife I light a candle for each night You wate away your life Modern history On the third floor Well they ´re never gonna forget us We ´re the most famous People that they know Went to a party I didn ´t say a word You don ´t know how lucky you were You don ´t know how lucky you are So we set fire to your room And we bandaged up your Hands and arms - now Where ´s your beauty gone Modern history On the third floor
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