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I was walking through, to my days
Street I didn't know
So similar to nothing
So sleek, it was too hold
I walked into a village
So deep, I didn't know
Such a sneaky, peaky distance
Sleek, it was too hold

I didn't keep nothing
Just a cigarette to go
These things they mean no nothing
No nothing, me at all
These things they mean nothing to me

You can walk into the village
So deep, you never thought
So similar to nothing
Sleek, and worth to hold
I will keep an eye on you, dear
And take a cigarette to go
I light it up for you dear
And then, off it goes

Things don't mean nothing to me
No, no, no, no, no, no
Nothing to me
Things don't mean nothing to me
No, no, no, no, no, no
Nothing to me
Things don't mean
Things don't mean nothing to me
No, no, no, no, no, no
Nothing to me