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Seven ways into dead ends Six are far too long Five times I've tried and tried Four: I don't know what's wrong Three doors are opened wide Two locked from inside Choose the one that seems to be quite right First class - window seat Keep movin' on and on Five stations every ride For I'm no fortune teller But it's quite clear to me that the next days won't be generous And easy for me Seven days a week Are enough for me Cause I can't remember What I dreamt last night