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Don't scratch your arm, it'll only get worse |
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And don't even think |
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don't open your purse |
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I can pay for you |
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That's the least I can do |
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You can pay me back in kisses when the month is through |
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I won't lie to you |
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There is no end to love like ours |
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There is no end to a love like ours |
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There is no end to love like ours |
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You've got some kind of dirt on your shoulder |
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Blood in your eyes |
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No surprises |
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So tell me again what the future is like |
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It's me a and it's you, a porch and a stool |
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Let's find out what the state provides for ageing fools |
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Would I lie to you? |
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There is no end to love like ours |
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There is no end to a love like ours |
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There is no end to love like ours |
