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He believed in you |
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Remember when he said: |
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"Words are always hard to manage, |
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can't get out of bed" |
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Now hear him |
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Through the empty city |
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He swept you off your feet |
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You're sweeping up the dust now, baby |
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Drink your whiskey neat |
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Come on, old lovers |
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Fall down in the grass |
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Wake up with the breeze |
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Gather 'round the torn up pictures |
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Join the family |
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Hold the blankets tighter |
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Turn on all the lights |
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Mummify the lovers |
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Burn them in the night |
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Gather our belongings |
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And throw them off the train |
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Let go off the railings |
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Let go off the reins |
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Take on me |
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Take me on |
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Take me on |
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Take on me |
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Come on, old lovers |
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Fall down in the grass |
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Wake up with the breeze |
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Gather 'round the torn up pictures |
|
Join the family |
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Now hear him |
|
Through the empty city |
|
He swept you off your feet |
|
You're sweeping up the dust now, baby |
|
Drink your whiskey neat |
|
Hold the blankets tighter |
|
Turn on all the lights |
|
Mummify the lovers |
|
Burn them in the night |
|
Gather our belongings |
|
And throw them from the train |
|
Let go off the railings |
|
Let go off the reins |
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Take on me |
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Take me on |
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Take me on |
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Take on me |
