| Jill Mason lies awake in the night
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| She can’t sleep for the tears in her eyes
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| When she wakes me, I’ll know what to say
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| She doesn’t mind sudden moments of pain
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| But being gradually nudged into shame
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| It makes her worry that I’m just gonna fly away
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| But smoothing her frown, I’ll quietly say
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| Maybe they’re after us
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| Maybe we’ll lose the fight
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| But you’re looking fabulous
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| In my arms tonight
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| She lit most of her father’s cigars
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| When they were singing her songs in the car
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| Jill wondered what time was gonna give and take
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| She knows why he left, yeah, she’ll know all her life
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| Every hour of the day and especially at night
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| She wakes in a bad way and hopes I wouldn’t do the same
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| But holding her close, I’ll always be saying
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| Maybe they’re after us
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| Maybe we’ll lose the fight
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| But you’re looking fabulous
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| In my arms tonight
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| And maybe they’ll corner us
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| With no happy end in sight
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| But Jill, you’re looking fabulous
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| In my arms tonight
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| I’ll be the first to say
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| We could’ve been more
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| But honestly Jill
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| There’s nothing else I want to live for
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| She can’t sleep for the tears in her eyes
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| But holding her close, I’ll always be saying
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| Maybe they’re after us
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| Maybe we’ll lose the fight
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| But you’re looking fabulous
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| In my arms tonight
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| And maybe they’ll corner us
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| With no happy end in sight
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| But Jill, you’re looking fabulous
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| In my arms tonight
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| She knows why he left, yeah, she’ll know all her life
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| Every hour of the day and especially at night
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| But you’re fabulous
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| In my arms tonight
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| In my arms tonight |