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How many times must you call me in the morning |
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Before I wake up |
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How many times must I look at other girls |
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Before we break up |
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And how many times must I criticise every single thing that you do |
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Before you, |
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Before you let me know |
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Before you let me go |
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You really should've known |
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That I'm a no good gambling man with the wrong hand |
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Who's been hurt so many times |
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Why don't you look him in the eye |
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Oh you won't see nothing at all |
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How many times must I stumble in drunk |
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Before you scold me |
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Why is it you have to turn out all the lights |
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Before you hold me |
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And how many years of fears and falls, that broke my balls |
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Well I guess you never told me... |
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But before you let me know |
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Before you let me go |
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You really shouldn't know |
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That I'm a no-good, used-up, bruised and fucked-up boy |
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Who gets beat up just by looking at you |
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I'm a lonely soul, lost every single thing I've ever did own |
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But I never owned you |
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Go on and look him in the eye |
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Oh you just might see him cry |
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Oh you just might see him smile... |
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One more drink and I'll be fine |
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One more girl to take you off my mind |
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One more girl and I'll be fine |
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One more drink to take you off my mind |
