| Now as she’s walking out the door
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| Sayin’she don’t want me no more
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| As her tires are a squealin'
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| Lord I get this funny feelin'
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| That I’ve been in this position before
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| A different time another flame
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| Still it’s spooky how it seems the same
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| Deja blue
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| Deja blue
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| Yeah I’m feelin’pretty certain
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| That this cryin’and a hurtin'
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| Is somethin’I’ve already been through
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| Oh Lordy here I go again
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| Tell me will it ever end
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| Same ol’fool
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| Nothin’new
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| Deja blue
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| Now it started in the second grade
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| With little blondie what’s her name
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| I toted all her books
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| And gave her long and gooshy looks
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| And all she wanted was my brother Jay
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| That first time nearly done me in But I’ve been there a hundred times since then
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| Deja blue
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| Deja blue
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| Yeah I’m feelin’pretty certain
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| That this cryin’and a hurtin'
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| Is somethin’I’ve already been through
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| Oh Lordy here I go again
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| Tell me will it ever end
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| Same ol’fool
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| Nothin’new
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| Deja blue
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| Deja blue
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| Deja blue
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| Yeah I’m feelin’pretty certain
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| That this cryin’and a hurtin'
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| Is somethin’I’ve already been through
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| Oh Lordy here I go again
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| Tell me will it ever end
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| Same ol’fool
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| Nothin’new
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| Deja blue
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| Same ol’fool
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| Nothin’new
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| Deja blue |