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(timothy b. schmit) |
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Here it comes, another heartache |
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Bringing me pain and misery |
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It's peekin' 'round the bend sayin' |
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"hey my friend, sit down, and keep me company." |
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Always seems to me that |
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I make the biggest fool and tragedy. |
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Tellin' you this time i'm gonna stay in line, |
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No one's a-gonna bother me. |
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Think about the times, if you can, and i'll let you |
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Remember the rhymes that we talked when we were new. |
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I can recall the days when i'd wake up |
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To find you beside me, |
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But you could have stayed |
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'stead of takin' off that way.. |
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Here it comes, another heartache |
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Bringing me pain and misery |
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It's peekin' 'round the bend sayin' |
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"hey my friend, sit down, and keep me company." |
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Always seems to me that |
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I make the biggest fool and tragedy. |
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Tellin' you this time i'm gonna stay in line, |
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No one's a-gonna bother me. |
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And i can't ever change it |
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Hard luck is all to blame. |
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If i try to rearrange it, |
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I wished i could, it ain't no good |
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Why do things always turn out just the same? |