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Well it won't be but a week or two |
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Till you'll be out loving someone new |
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Must have happened a hundred times before |
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Well I can see that you're spreading yourself thin too |
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It's a lonely place we been going to |
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Don't get up I can't find my own way to the door |
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I can see that you are an angel |
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Whose wings just won't unfold |
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Tune up your harp, 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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Sitting there crying like I'm the first one to go |
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Well you may have thirty lovers behind you |
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I can feel you but I sure 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 your old 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 crying out loud |
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I can see that you are an angel |
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Whose wings just won't unfold |
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Tune up your harp, 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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Sitting there crying like I'm the first one to go |
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O what a joyous sight to see you in your sleep |
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I believe I'm leaving, I'm in too deep |
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But that seems easy enough for a man to say |
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Well we would never agree if we talked all night |
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Things are getting kind of heavy, I'm travelling light |
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Bye jaded lover you undercover queen for a day |
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I can see that you are an angel |
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Whose wings just won't unfold |
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Tune up your harp, 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 |