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Collecting conkers, climbing trees Fall off your skateboard shred your knees Long floppy hair, some cousin's flares, They never fit but no-one cares You're not from round here, ain't seen you before Have you had enough, do you want some more? But we were young, we didn't care You bite your tounge, I'll pull your hair. Come on then, it's going down Be here in knuckle town From Letras Mania