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Dear John, so begins the famous old story |
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Goodbye, au-revoir, thanks for the memory |
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Keep it short and sweet if you really care |
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D-I-Vor-C-E can be so hurtful |
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It makes public property of things that are personal |
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All the friends and family get their share |
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CHORUS |
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Ink is black, as black as night |
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Black as thoughts that shun the light |
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Truth will out and maybe then |
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You'll put down that poison pen, that poison pen |
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Everyone enjoys sharing a rumour |
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But when it's aimed at you it loses its humour |
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Sometimes words so innocent cut so deep |
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CHORUS |
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That poison pen |
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Everybody's telling me, talk is cheap |
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Sometimes words so innocent, cut so deep |
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Cut so deep |
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They cut so deep |
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So deep |
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Ink is black (Ink is black) |
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As black as night, (as black as night) |
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Black as thoughts (black as thoughts) |
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That shun the light (that shun the light) |
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CHORUS |
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That poison pen |
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That poison pen |
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Poison pen |
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Black as night (ah) |
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As black as coal |
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Black as thoughts (ah) |
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That cast a shadow right across my soul |
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I thought that you were my friend |
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'Til you picked up that poison pen |
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That poison pen |
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Yeah |
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Poison |