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Oh, what's the matter? |
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I said, I said oh no, it's no better |
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I've been thinking it out and it still gets no better |
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I'm here singing this out and these thoughts get no fresher |
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All in all |
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I'd say things have turned out good |
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You still don't smile at me but then |
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I never thought you would |
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You don't waste time on praise, do you sir? |
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But you should be proud to be sure |
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No sir, it's still no better |
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Oh sir, I thought you meant better |
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Your experience will teach me no more lessons |
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From lower down you just seemed so much better |
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All in all |
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I'd say things have turned out good |
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You still don't smile at me but then |
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I never thought you would |
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You don't waste time on praise, when you could |
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Or just tell me anything good |
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Oh no, look it's still no better |
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I said, I said, oh no these thought are no fresher |
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You see tenderness is the asset here lacking |
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But won't you join me in this one last wild waltz |
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Just once again in the one last wild waltz |
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Once again in the one last wild waltz |
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Once again in the one last wild waltz |
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Anduici tu mu san damsa fion |
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Anduici tu mu san damsa fion |
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Round and round, and round and round |
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Round and round, and round and round |
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Anduici tu mu san damsa fion |
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Anduici tu mu san damsa fion |
