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Well, she crept back in the house at half past three |
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Shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep |
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If you really loved me she said |
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I wouldn't have to be so mean |
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He's a heap of junk that pours from his top drawer |
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Sometimes likes to spread it out around the floor |
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It's evidence of what he was like |
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He likes to remember when... |
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Sha la li, sha la li lo li |
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The end is growing near |
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And we're treading water now |
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And holding back our tears |
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And the day is rising |
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We're sinking sha la la la la la |
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In a minute it will all be coming down |
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And they know it now but no one makes a sound |
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Such a shame to ruin this bright |
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Lazy summer day... |
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Sha la li, sha la li lo li |
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The end is growing near |
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And we're treading water now |
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And holding back our tears |
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And the day is rising |
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We're sinking sha la la la la la |
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My my, the cruelest lies are often told without a word |
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My my, the kindest truths are often spoke, but never heard |
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She said, 'You've been pushing me like I was a sore tooth. |
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You can't respect me 'cause I've done so much for you.' |
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He said, 'Well I hate that it's come to this |
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But baby I was doing fine. How do you think |
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That I survived the other 25 before you?' |
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Sha la li, sha la li la la li |
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The end is growing near |
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And we're treading water now |
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And holding back our tears |
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And the day is rising |
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We're sinking sha la la la la la |