| He shouted out his last word
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| And he stumbled through the yard
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| And she shattered her last china plate
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| And spun off in the car
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| When he lunged onto the hood
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| She stopped to tell his she’d been wrong
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| He was thrown head over heels
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| Into the traffic coming on But then…
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| All is fair, all is fair in love
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| Did you get my other letters
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| Sometimes I think I oughta call
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| Cause you know I often wonder
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| If you open them at all
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| Every couple nights or so You know you pop into my dreams
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| I just can’t get rid of you
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| Like you got rid of me Ooh, but I send my best
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| Cos God knows you’ve seen my worst
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| But then
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| All is fair, all is fair in love
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| All this breathing in Never breathing out
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| All this breathing in Never breathing out
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| I guess she made her way
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| Through the mob too late to hear him say
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| That he’d gotten all he wanted
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| A crowd to watch him bear the pain
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| He’d been keeping in So what
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| All is fair, all is fair in love |