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Does it have to be a sad song? |
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Isn\'t it a shame? |
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The ones I try the hardest with |
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Never stay the same |
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And I just can\'t decide if it\'s good or bad |
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The times I hold the dearest are the times we never had |
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We\'ve yet to have |
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We\'ve yet to have |
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And isn\'t it a sad song, |
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It\'s some jazz |
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How perfectly we fit today, |
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What yesterday we passed |
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And I just can\'t consider another in your place |
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Holding another hand, seeing another face |
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We\'ve only had |
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We\'ve only had |
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So I guess it\'s a sad song |
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And it\'s a shame, oh it\'s a shame |
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\'Cause I think we made a love song |
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And I know you feel the same |
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So I guess it\'s a sad song |
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And it\'s a shame |
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\'Cause I think we made a love song |
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And I know you feel the same |
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It is a goodbye song |
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It is time for the blues |
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Stomp away through shallow puddles |
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In your water walking shoes |
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We only had one exquisite corpse |
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Over ginger and Pim\'s, |
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And the kind of back scratching |
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That doesn\'t brake skin |
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But we will have, oh I know it! |
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We will have, oh I know it! |
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So I guess it\'s a sad song |
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And it\'s a shame, oh it\'s a shame |
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\'Cause I think we made a love song |
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And I know you feel the same |
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So I guess it\'s a sad song |
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And it\'s a shame |
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\'Cause I think we made a love song |
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And I know you feel the same |
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We will have, I know it! |
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We will have, oh |
