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I was just thirty-four years old and I was still wandering in a haze |
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I was wondering why everyone I met seemed like they were lost in a maze |
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I don't know why I thought I should have some kind of divine right to the blues |
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It's sympathy not tears people need when they're the front page, sad news |
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The incense burned away and the stench began to rise |
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Lovers now estranged avoided catching each others' eyes |
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And girls who lost their children cursed the men who fit the coil |
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And men not fit for marriage took their refuge in the oil |
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No one respects the flame quite like the fool who's badly burned |
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From all this you'd imagine that there must be something learned |
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Slit skirts |
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Jeanie never wears no slit skirts |
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I don't ever wear no ripped shirts |
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Can't pretend that growing older never hurts |
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Knee pants |
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Jeanie never wears no knee pants |
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Have to be so drunk to try a new dance |
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So afraid of every new romance |
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Slit skirts, slit skirt |
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Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt |
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She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt |
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Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt |
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Romance, romance |
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Why aren't we thinking up romance? |
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Why can't we drink it up true heart romance |
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Just need a brief new romance |
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Let me tell you some more about myself, you know I'm sitting at home just now |
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The big events of the day are passed and the late TV shows have come around |
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I'm number one in the home team but I still feel unfulfilled |
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A silent voice in her broken heart complaining that I'm unskilled |
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And I know that when she thinks of me, she thinks of me as "him" |
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But, unlike me, she don't work off her frustration in the gym |
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Recriminations fester and the past can never change |
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A woman's expectations run from both ends of the range |
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Once she walked with untamed lovers' face between her legs |
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Now he's cooled and stifled and it's she who has to beg |
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Slit skirts |
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Jeanie never wears those slit skirts |
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And I don't ever wear no ripped shirts |
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Can't pretend that growing older never hurts |
|
Knee pants |
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Jeanie never wears no knee pants |
|
We have to be so drunk to try a new dance |
|
So afraid of every new romance |
|
Slit skirts, slit skirt |
|
Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt |
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She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt |
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Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt |
|
Slit skirts, slit skirt |
|
Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt |
|
She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt |
|
Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt |
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Romance, romance |
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Why aren't we thinking up romance? |
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Why can't we drink it up true heart romance |
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Just need a brief new romance |
