Well, you're a waste of space
No natural grace
You're so bloody thin
You don't even begin

To interest me
Not even curiousity
It's not animosity
Just don't interest me

Well, you're an energy void
A black hole to avoid
No style, no heart
You don't even start

To interest me
Not even curiousity
It's not animosity
Just you don't interest me

Oh, come on!

You're a disgrace!

Tell me
Why don't you tell me?
Why don't you tell me?
Why don't you tell me?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, oh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, oh, oh, oh, tell me
Why don't you tell me?
Tell me
Why don't you tell me?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (la-la, oh, oh)
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Oh, oh, oh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Last time, now
Tell me
Why don't you tell me?


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"Mannequin" as written by Colin Newman Bruce Gilbert

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    General Commentagreed its definitely your so bloody thin. this is a fucking perfect pop song, great to listen to when someones pissing you off
    westheadon July 21, 2007   Link

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