To stop it playing over and over in my heid, here's my wee cover of The Pipettes Your Kisses are Wasted on Me.
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Ever since I heard on Saturday night its been in repeat on my internal jukebox or on my PC. Mine's a crappy version, but its got soul, or whatever I have that serves the same purpose, possibly a whiney voice.
It's been playing in my bleeding head too (literally bleeding since I decided to stab it with a biro to stop the song) since I listened to one of my fifty copies of Alan's CD. I walk down the street matching the clapping.
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