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I'm sentimental, so I walk in the rain |
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I've got some habits even I can't explain |
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Could start for the corner, turn up in Spain |
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But why try to change me now? |
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I sit and daydream, I've got daydreams galore |
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Cigarette ashes, there they go on the floor |
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I'll go away weekends, leave my keys in the door |
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But why try to change me now? |
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Why can't I be more conventional? |
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People talk, people stare, so I try |
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But that's not for me, 'cause I can't see |
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My kind of crazy world go passing me by |
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So, let people wonder, let 'em laugh, let 'em frown |
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You know I'll love you till the moon's upside down |
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Don't you remember I was always your clown? |
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Why try to change me now? |
