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Sorry |
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Wring out my guilt and hang it on the line |
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Its been raining all week, it won't get a chance to dry |
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I've been looking round the pantry for a box of sorries |
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I'm all run out yeah |
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I'm all run out |
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It's not that hard to say I know |
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It's not that hard to say I know |
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It's not that hard to say |
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So why can't I say it now? |
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And its been swelling up inside like the kitchen sponge |
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Its on the back of my throat, its on the tip of my tongue |
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If I could sweep it out he door that would be the end |
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But this wind keeps blowing it in again |
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It's not that hard to say I know |
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It's not that hard to say I know |
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It's not that hard to say |
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So why can't I say it now? |
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Say It now, say it now, say it now! |
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Say it now, say it now, say it now! |
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And I've been locking all the doors and drawing all the blinds |
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It always seems to find its way back inside |
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If I could sweep it out the door that would be the end |
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But this wind keeps blowing it in again |
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So I can say it now |
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Say it now, say it now, say now! |
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Say it now, say it now, say now! |
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Say it now, say it now, say now! |
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Say it now, say it now, say now! |
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It's not that hard to say I know |