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She's a lover |
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And she fits inside my head |
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She's a lover |
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But there's nothing happening in my bed |
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She's a lover and she won't be back |
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She's a lover and |
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I got the sack |
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I can't take it or take her back |
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It's being raining |
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I've been sitting here all afternoon |
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It started snowing |
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And I turned the light on in my room |
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She's a lover but the loving's gone |
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She's a lover, she's a smoking gun |
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Bang, bang, you're done |
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Now I'm a man with all this |
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Weird stuff inside his head |
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She's a lover and she won't be back |
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She's a lover and |
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I got the sack |
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I can't take it back |
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I loved her like the early leaves of spring |
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That weigh the branches of those waking trees |
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The best of us is love she'd say |
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The rest of us, dust and decay |
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Then my lover turned away |
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She's a lover but the loving's gone |
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She's a lover, she's a smoking gun |
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Bang, bang, it's done |
