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I don't know what this is all about |
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But I remember when we first met |
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and children gathered around our bed |
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with torches and shaking their fist, |
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for everyone was pissed, |
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for us matching up like this. |
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Walking through these same old streets. |
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If you screw your heart like that, |
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then I can help you for a start |
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and leave for a change of scenery. |
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Just tell me how long |
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Now I know what this was all about. |
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'Cause I've heard about the smart people coming |
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and they're moving fast |
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and they all talk about your looks |
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and the lovers that you passed |
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and their last breath they drew |
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when you walked out on them, you see. |
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If I consider it to stay |
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then you will do it anyway |
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and leave for a change of scenery. |
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Just tell me how long |