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You tell me that the world is cold and lonely |
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But some day you will make your dreams come true |
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I tell you that you're not the one and only |
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Who thinks that heaven's waiting just for you |
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Your hope it reeks of rotten, brackish water |
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Stinkin' trouble's gathered round your heart |
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I see the sheltered and beloved daughter |
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Whose little world completely fell apart |
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I'm fed up to my back teeth |
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To hear you talk like that |
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In all this crazy years |
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I think I've always smelt a rat |
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But! |
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Don't turn away |
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I'll be loving you |
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All my life |
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Little lies and compromise are with you |
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They blind yourself and say: "There's so much time!" |
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So now you're always waiting for tomorrow |
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But no one gives a dollar for a dime |
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I'm fed up to my back teeth |
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To hear you talk like that |
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In all this crazy years |
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I think I've always smelt a rat |
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But! |
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Don't turn away |
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I'll be loving you |
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All my life |
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Don't turn away |
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I'll be loving you |
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All my life |
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I'm fed up to my back teeth |
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To hear you talk like that |
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In all this crazy years |
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I think I've always smelt a rat |
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But! |
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Don't turn away |
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I'll be loving you |
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All my life |
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Don't turn away |
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I'll be loving you |
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All my life |
