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I can tell what you're ready to do |
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You got your bags all packed and your face painted blue |
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Your lifeline is a pendulum, swingin' high and low |
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Oh, but now you're three thousand miles from the softest blow |
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'Cause nothing that I do, can stop her swinging |
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As far as she can, with her ears still ringing |
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Before it's all done, you'll be through with the world |
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I didn't know you were such, a reactionary girl |
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Her eyes became restless and her mouth got tense |
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She must have been ready to begin a new experience |
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I was waiting for the rain to fall but the clouds just passed on by |
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Now I know I'd only been a fool to try |
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'Cause nothing that I do, can stop her swinging |
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As far as she can, with her ears still ringing |
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Before it's all done, you'll be through with the world |
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I didn't know you were such, a reactionary girl |
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Tell her she's lucky |
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Tell her she's liked |
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It's only salt water |
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Keeps her up at night |
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Well a man loves a woman, that's what we do |
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We make false starts, broken hearts, and try to see it through |
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But now you're riding on your pendulum, immune to us all |
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Well baby, have a bitching summer, see ya next fall 'cause |
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Nothing that I do, can stop her swinging |
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As far as she can, with her ears still ringing |
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Before it's all done, you'll be through with the world |
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I didn't know you were such |
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A reactionary girl |
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A reactionary girl |
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A reactionary girl |
