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I'm walking up to the door, but I don't think you've been home yet |
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There was a record set and as the needle hits the groove |
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How you'll never call in sick again, so get up |
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Cos you and I were always sick in the morning |
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Pulling at curtains exactly what I taught you to smile for |
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All in time |
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So you get in bed and taking cheap shots at the weather |
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See this end as the beginning, yet it's nothing like a funeral |
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So put up with what you've got |
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Cos you and I were always sick in the morning |
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Pulling at curtains exactly what I taught you to smile for |
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All in time |
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And talk to him |
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So you get in bed and now you're holding shit together |
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See this end as the beginning, yet it's nothing like a funeral |
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All in time (repeat) |
