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Let's not fight it anymore |
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Unpack the bags and close the door |
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I'll never leave you, no no |
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Though you lied right from the start |
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I can't convince my stupid heart |
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Not to believe you, no no |
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You've got two good men strung out |
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And there's not the slightest doubt |
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That other men have loved you before |
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But you work your thing so well |
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I dream of Heaven and I live in Hell |
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Till I can't take it anymore |
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Take it anymore |
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If I had one ounce of pride |
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I'd stand up or step aside |
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But girl love you (can't you tell it) |
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So I'll accept the crumbs you drop |
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'Cause I'm a fool and I can't stop |
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Or rise above you, no no |
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Let him speak up for himself |
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I speak for me and no one else |
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'Cause I'm a beggar knockin' on your door |
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But you work your thing so well |
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I dream of Heaven and I live in Hell |
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Till I can't take it anymore |
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Take it anymore |
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I'm too far gone to turn around |
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To lift myself up off the ground |
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And start all over, over and over |
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Now he or I must win or lose |
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No matter which one you may choose |
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You'll be in clover (you know you will) |
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While you're makin' up your mind |
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I'll be prayin all the time |
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Prayin' that you'll never, never ever let me go |
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But you work your thing so well |
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I dream of Heaven and live in Hell |
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Till I can't take it anymore |
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Take it anymore |
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But you work your thing so well |
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I dream of Heaven and live in Hell |
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Till I can't take it anymore |
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Take it anymore |
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Till I can't take it anymore |
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Take it anymore |
