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When I accepted this job |
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I was resigned to my fate |
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When I got there early |
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She'd arrive late |
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You can say she's gone forever |
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Or just sit tight and wait |
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She said I was unprincipled |
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That I was not the first |
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Like the Phoenix coming back |
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From the ashes, uh-huh |
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I know what's good, |
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But I know what trash is |
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In the head-lights, |
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In the highlights of her hair... |
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Hit the head lines |
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But she's not there: _ chorus: |
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Many happy returns |
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Many happy returns |
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These are the lessons |
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I could have learned |
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Return. Many happy returns |
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And these are the letters |
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I should have burned |
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Okay, I'm sad, not blue |
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Okay, remember |
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All that matters to me now |
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Is the message |
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I sent her |
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Like the world, spinning 'round |
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On its axis, uh-huh |
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I know democracy |
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But I know what's fascist |
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When she's gone, all |
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I got to learn |
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Is the law of diminishing return |
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When she's here, one thing |
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I've found |
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Things get better second time around _ chorus |
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Okay I'm sad, not blue |
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Okay, remember |
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All that matters to me now |
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Is the message |
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I sent her |
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Now she's gone, she's gone away |
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Now she's gone forget her |
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Coming back another day |
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If you'd only let her |
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Now she's gone, she's gone away |
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But she's gone forget her |
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Coming back another day |
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So why resurrect her? _ chorus |
