| I can laugh about it now,
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| but couldn’t then
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| you made me ache,
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| so I went for a run
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| in the driving rain
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| through your neighbourhood streets
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| and then there you were,
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| a shilouette in the wet night air.
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| Me in my pumps in the pouring rain in a kind of despair
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| upon finding you there,
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| couldn’t whisper your name.
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| CHORUS
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| So, I can laugh about it now
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| by your side
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| Oh I can laugh about it now
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| by your side
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| Oh, sha la la la,
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| we’re all in trouble,
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| is there room in the sky
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| for all of us angels here
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| on earth?
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| And the very next day,
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| through the shrieks of the crowd
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| came your careless self
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| your oh-so-couldn't careless self.
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| And you just pass me by,
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| your friends catch my eyes
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| «we know you love her,
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| we saw you dancing with her shadow».
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| And I couldn’t disagree,
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| and for the life of me
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| I could call out your name,
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| and call out your name,
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| and call out your name.
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| REPEAT CHORUS |