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Oh my fortune has left me for books |
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And all my distance to work on a plan |
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Makes a simple and ugly affair |
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Well I hope that you |
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Dream about, dream about, dream about me |
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But no, you think yourself is this right |
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And am I in love with a fool then I don't wanna go |
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Might be people to stun with a single routine |
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And you don't, you don't dream at all |
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Am I thoughtfull to miss you today |
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I've been painting my grief on the wall |
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Everyday falls behind me I know |
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Well I hope that you |
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Dream about, dream about, dream about me |
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But no, you think yourself is this right |
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And am I in love with a fool then I don't wanna go |
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Might be people to stun with a single routine |
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And you'll find that I'm not even attractive at all |
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So I make myself pretty with make-up and a wig |
