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It takes more than you've got to push me under |
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More than all the wherefores and the whys |
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I'll take the worst that you can do |
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Whatever you can put me through |
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And I will still come out the other side |
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So as you walk away from here |
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I'll fill my glass up to the top |
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I'll lift it and I'll drink it down to size |
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The sea so blue and sand so white |
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Your name will be lost in the high, high tide |
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Don't think that I didn't see it coming |
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You don't have the advantage of surprise |
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I've heard all that you have to say |
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But none of it makes sense to me |
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But I was was never one for long goodbyes |
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So as you walk away from here |
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I'll fill my glass up to the top |
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I'll lift it and I'll drink it down to size |
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The sea so blue and sand so white |
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Your name will be lost in the high, high tide |
