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All men have secrets and here is mine |
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So let it be known |
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For we have been through hell and high tide |
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I can surely rely on you ... |
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And yet you start to recoil |
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Heavy words are so lightly thrown |
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But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you |
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So, what difference does it make ? |
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So, what difference does it make ? |
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It makes none |
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But now you have gone |
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And you must be looking very old tonight |
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The devil will find work for idle hands to do |
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I stole and I lied, and why ? |
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Because you asked me to ! |
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But now you make me feel so ashamed |
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Because I've only got two hands |
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Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh |
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So, what difference does it make ? |
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Oh, what difference does it make ? |
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Oh, it makes none |
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But now you have gone |
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And your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight |
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Oh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do |
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I stole, and then I lied |
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Just because you asked me to |
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But now you know the truth about me |
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You won't see me anymore |
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Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh |
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But no more apologies |
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No more, no more apologies |
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Oh, I'm too tired |
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I'm so sick and tired |
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And I'm feeling very sick and ill today |
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But I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh |
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Oh, my sacred one ... |
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Oh ... |
