| I used to be right behind you
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| Hoping to catch your eye
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| But now I’ve half a mind to
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| Finally say goodbye
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| I’m finished looking through your door
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| Won’t check your mailbox anymore
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| I bet you’re wondering «why?»
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| I’m over you, Charlene
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| It’s all over now
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| Wave goodbye, Charlene
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| It’s all over now
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| We’ll have to be just friends
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| Gonna sell my telephoto lens
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| I’m over you, Charlene
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| I’m done watching you cook dinner
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| While I’m perched in your sycamore tree
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| By the way, you’re looking thinner
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| Not that it matters to me
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| Moved your portrait from my front hall
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| To a room I barely use at all.
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| My bonnet’s free of your bee
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| I’m over you, Charlene
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| It’s all over now
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| Wave goodbye, Charlene
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| It’s all over now
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| No more taking clothes from your dryer
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| No more quoting Jerry Maguire
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| You don’t complete me, Charlene
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| So Charlene, I’m so over you
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| So say so long
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| If I wasn’t over you
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| Why would I write this song?
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| Think about it
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| No more carrying a torch
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| I’m blowing out the flame
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| But if you need to reach me
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| My E-mail's still the same
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| It’s Stephen@Charleneforever.com!
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| (Woo!)
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| (Woo!)
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| (Hoo!)
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| That’s right!
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| I’m over you, Charlene
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| It’s all over now
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| Wave goodbye, Charlene
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| It’s all over now
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| I’ve finally set me free
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| Made me give you back your stolen key
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| I’m over you, Charlene
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| By the way, who is Allan?! |