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Time, time and again |
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I've seen you staring out at me |
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Now then and again |
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I wonder what it is that you see |
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With those angry ey-eyes. |
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Well I'll be you wish you could cut me down with those |
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Angry eyes. |
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You wanna believe that I am |
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Not the same as you. |
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And I can't conceive, oh Lord, |
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Of what it is you're tryin' to do |
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With those angry ey-eyes. |
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Well I bet you wish you could cut me down with those |
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Angry eyes. |
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You and I must start to realize |
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Blindness binds us together |
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In a false disguise |
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Then you see me thru those |
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Angry eyes. |
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You try to defend that you are |
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Not the one to blame. |
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But I'm finding it hard my friend |
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When I'm in the deadly aim of those |
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Angry eyes |
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Well I'll bet you wish you could |
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Cut me down with those |
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Angry eyes |
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What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me with those |
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Angry eyes. |
