| What kind of fool am I.
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| Who never fell in love.
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| It seems that I’m thee only one.
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| That I have been thinking of.
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| What kind of man is this.
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| And empty shell.
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| A lonely cell in which.
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| An empty heart must dwell.
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| What kind of lips are these.
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| That lied with every kiss.
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| That whispered empty words of love.
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| That left me alone like this.
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| Why can’t I fall in love.
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| Like any other man.
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| And maybe then I’ll know.
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| What kind of fool I am.
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| What kind of clown am I.
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| What do I know of life.
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| Why cant I cast away this mask of play and live my life.
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| Why cant I fall in love.
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| Like any other man.
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| And maybe then I’ll know.
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| What kind of fool I am. |