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The girl at the grocery she's pretty and seems nice |
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But she looks right through me with eyes cold as ice |
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She never answers when i ask her name |
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She only says i should have a great day |
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But hey what could she mean by that |
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Perhaps i'm the fool she takes me for |
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Not anything more |
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I guess it's the season the time of the year |
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When people they're happy and full of good cheer |
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Well they'll wish you and kiss you and wish you again |
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And they'll tell you it's peace and good will to all men |
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But hey what could they mean by that |
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Perhaps i'm the fool they take me for |
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Not anything more |
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We stood at the altar and you held my hand |
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And everyone watched as the preacher he asked |
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Will you take him and love him for bad and for good |
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You looked at me then you told him you would |
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But hey what did you mean by that |
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Perhaps i'm the fool you take me for |
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Not anything more |
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Now each christmas morning i sit in my chair |
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And i look up at the angels that float through the air |
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Some look down upon me, some come to my side |
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And they tell me that jesus he said to say hi |
