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Chuck Pyle |
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Well now it won't be but a week or two ' |
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Till you'll be out lovin someone new |
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Seems like it's happened a hundred times before |
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But I can see you been spreadin' yourself thin too |
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It's a lonely stage that we been goin' through |
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So don't get up |
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I can find my own way to the door |
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CHORUS: And |
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I can see you are an angel |
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With wings that won't unfold |
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Tune up your harp |
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Polish your old halo |
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The only kind of man that you ever wanted |
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Was one that you knew you'd never hold very long |
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Sittin' there cryin' like |
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I'm the first one to go |
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You may have thirty lovers behind you |
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I can feel you but |
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I just can't find you |
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Seems like you would have found your own self by now |
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But late at night those lover's tears come back |
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Faces in your dreams, fingers in your back |
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Voices of the memories for cryin' out loud |
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CHORUS Well it's a lovely sight to see you in your sleep |
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I believe |
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I'm leavin |
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I'm in too deep |
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I guess that's easy enough for any man to say |
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Still we'd never agree if we talked all night |
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Things are gettin' heavy and |
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I'm travelling light |
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Goodbye you |
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Jaded Lover you under cover queen for a day |
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CHORUS "Well sit on it darlin...." |
