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You set the snakes loose inside my belly. |
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They're done with my supper,they start on my endocrine lining. |
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You said, "Please stop your whining!" |
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This isn't a love song. |
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I'm through writing those for you. |
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All the while you claimedthe ghost in you lives, but it's deadit's inside my headand all that |
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I know is that it's midnightand you haven't called. |
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Oh, when you sigh, and you cry, |
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I figure you probably lieand |
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I'm here waiting. |
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And all I can see, if there's anyone fooledthen it's probably me and |
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I'm here waiting. |
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And all that |
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I know is that it's midnightand you haven't called. |
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And all that |
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I see is that it's midnight |
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And you haven't called. |
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All that I know is |
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I'm left with frustrationand this hyperactive imagination of mine. |
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I would love to lay all my faith in you. |
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Why can't |
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I let fate have its way with me? |
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I would love to, but... |
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It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over |
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You say you're at |
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Mother's, but do you mean lover's? |
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Are you in the amorous arms of another? |
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It chills every bone in me, straight to the core of me. |
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Your girlfriend concurs with you, is she your alibi? |
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How did you get that sweet little girl to lie? |
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Meanwhile |
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I'm here waiting.... |
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And all that |
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I know is that it's midnightand you haven't called. |
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And all that |
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I see is that it's midnight |
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And you haven't called. |
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All that I know is |
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I'm left with frustrationand this hyperactive imagination of mine. |
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I would love to lay all my faith in you. |
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Why can't |
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I let fate have its way with me? |
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I would love to place all my trust in you. |
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Why can't |
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I?'Cause... |
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It's over, it's over, it's over (again) |
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This isn't a love song. |
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I'm through writing those for you. |
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All the while you claimedthe ghost in you lives, but it's deadand it's inside my head |
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And all that |
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I know is that it's midnight |
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And you haven't called. |
