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Can we call it a day? |
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Now would that be okay? |
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Can we just go our own separate ways?' |
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Cos I'm cold and |
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I'm wet and |
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I'm willing to bet |
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That you constructed this maze |
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I stumble around, try to follow the sound |
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Then something takes hold of my hand |
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If we cause such a mess and |
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I'd venture to guess |
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That you concocted this plan |
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Don't know what to do 'cos it's always been you |
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Who helps me to make up my mind |
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But I'll stake my life and |
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I swear by this knife |
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That it's all by your design |
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Enough has been said, it goes 'round in my head |
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Until I break down and cry |
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I wouldn't be surprised if that looks in your eyes |
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Was your way of saying goodbye |
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Can we call it a day? |
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Now would that be okay? |
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Can we just go our own separate ways?' |
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Cos I'm cold and |
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I'm wet and |
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I'm willing to bet |
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That you constructed this maze |
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You concocted this plan |
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Don't know what to do 'cos it's always been you |
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Who helps me to make up my mind |
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But I stake my life and |
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I'll swear by this knife |
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That it's all by your design |
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Yeah, it's all by your design |