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I missed my father's 80th birthday |
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'Cause I was working nine to five |
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I didn't want to, but I was just too |
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Too busy thinking about |
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Cars, cash, and credit |
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How to establish myself a blanket |
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To secure me some savings for the years to come |
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I know nothing's ever over if I can prove |
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My intentions were good |
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So I search for something clever to say to you |
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But I can't |
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'Cause the action speaks for itself |
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Now I'm back to zero |
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I just called to tell you |
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Tell you I love you |
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Tell you I love you |
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I just called |
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Called to tell you, really nothing at all |
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You know how these things happen |
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I'm not quite sure what's been lacking |
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In my life |
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But I think it's likely it's you |
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I missed my first real anniversary |
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'Cause I was drinking by myself |
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Being an artist, yeah I was just too |
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Too busy dreaming about |
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Songs, fame, and romance |
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And \"what a groovy night for a moondance\" |
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I forgot, it's not groovy when you're all alone |
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I know nothing's ever over if I can prove |
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My intentions were good |
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So I search for something clever to say to you |
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But I can't |
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'Cause the action speaks for itself |
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Now I'm back to zero |
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I just called to tell you |
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Tell you I love you |
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Tell you I love you |
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I just called |
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Called to tell you, really nothing at all |
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You know how these things happen |
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I'm not quite sure what's been lacking |
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In my life |
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But I think it's likely it's you |
