| I must have sent four hundred poems
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| On the way you used to smile at me
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| I used to write them for you daily
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| But my thumbs are running dry lately
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| No one wants to hear a song
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| About the bitch that broke my heart
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| I should have listened to my mama
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| She saw through you from the start
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| But now we're here in Regent's Park
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| Amongst the flowers and I wish it would rain
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| 'Cause in the sun, you look so lovely
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| That I'm falling for you over again
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| Since I have nothing left to say
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| That will make you change your mind
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| I'll say goodbye on a beautiful spring day
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| It was a place not too dissimilar to this one
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| Where I first saw your face
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| You look like home, sat all alone
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| I should have found somebody cheaper to chase
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| Tragically, nobody told me
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| How expensive you would be
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| I lost more than money, dear
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| You knocked the swagger out of me
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| But now we're here in Regent's Park
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| Amongst the flowers and I wish it would rain
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| 'Cause in the sun, you look so lovely
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| That I'm falling for you over again
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| Since I have nothing left to say
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| That will make you change your mind
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| (Make you change your mind)
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| I'll say goodbye on a beautiful spring day |