ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run.
You missed the starting gun.
Enough of the lyrics. OK so I'm another year older (and as I said enough of the lyrics).
I've just had a conversation with a friend; we haven't spoken since '96 or thereabouts. She's still got her Brum accent despite spending most of those years in Korea, Cambodia and India. How did that happen?
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