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Layin' about, lyin' in bed |
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Maybe it was something that I thought I'd said |
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With the tempo of today and the temptation of tomorrow |
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I don't know if I could give you anything but sorrow |
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They stay alive this late on Radio Five |
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But the pen that I write with won't tell the truth |
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'Cause the moments that I can't recall |
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Are the moments that you treasure |
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Better take another measure for measure |
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Losing you is just a memory |
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Memories don't mean that much to me |
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Losing you is just a memory |
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Memories don't mean that much to me |
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Now you're here, I'm here too |
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Could be this easy for me and you |
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Losing you is just a memory |
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Memories don't mean that much to me |
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Losing you is just a memory |
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Memories don't mean that much to me |
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Lyin' about layin' in bed |
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Maybe it was something that I thought I'd said |
