Oh, F, congratulations on your death
It's been the greatest thing you gave to me
So generous and selflessly, F.
Let's be other people
You can I can, all girls are boys and women loves man
But F, did I thank you on your death?
You left a mess and took my wife
Will you return to twist the knife, F.
This is not my tale, it's in a book I read when a man said
"Introducing one of life's brighter dreams"
But I don't dream, I don't dream, don't call me
"Beautiful Loser," don't call me
Lyrics submitted by vchamberlain
"Let's Be Other People" as written by Martin Richard Gilks Malcolm Roy Treece
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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