| Arnold Layne |
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Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
Collecting clothes, moonshine washing lines
They suit him fine
On the wall hang a tall mirror
Distorted view, see through, baby blue
He got it
Oh Arnold Layne, it's not the same
It takes two to know, two to know,
Two to know, two to know
Why can't you see
Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne
Now he's caught a nasty sort of person
They gave him time, doors bang chaingang
He hated
Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne,
Arnold Layne don't do it again
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