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I forgot more than you'll ever know about her. |
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You think you know the smile on her lips |
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The thrill and the touch of her fingertips |
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But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her. |
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You think you'll find heaven of bliss |
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In each caress, in each tender kiss |
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But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her. |
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You stole her love from me one day |
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You didn't care, oh, it hurt me |
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But you can never steal away memories of what used to be. |
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You think she's yours, to have and to hold |
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Someday you'll learn, when her love grows cold |
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But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her. |
