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Seventeen's a lucky number
Yesterday being in slumber;
I fall into a newborn day.
I begin to see in sepia
I want to play piano.
I cook creole and make my own rules.
It's a case of broken identity,
when you're made for the 21st Century.
It takes one strike to break a cherry heart.
It's a case of broken identity,
when you're made for the 21st Century.
It takes one strike to break a cherry heart.
Tokenistic
Pleasure come and go
You came down in the streets of Soho
I begin to see in sepia
I want to play piano.
I cook creole and make my own rules.
It's a case of broken identity,
when you're made for the 21st Century.
It takes one strike to break a cherry heart.
It's a case of broken identity,
when you're made for the 21st Century.
It takes one strike to break a cherry heart.
It takes one strike to break a cherry heart.