| Oh I’m sick of hearing you say
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| That you can’t 'phone because he’ll hear you calling
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| But don’t you think the way
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| That you’re treating us both is quite appalling?
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| Oh, sure, you nearly told him everything
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| But nearly doesn’t mean a thing
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| I know you don’t want to row
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| Oh but you think you’re just so clever
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| Well, I’m waiting now
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| But I won’t be waiting here forever
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| Oh, sure, you nearly told him everything
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| But nearly doesn’t mean a thing
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| And you know full well I’m right
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| And if you won’t say a word, I might
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| Because you’ve had thousands of chances
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| To tell him his romance is
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| Not exactly what he’d call true
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| I know the strain that you’re under
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| But I’ve started to wonder
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| If one lover is sufficient for you
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| Oh, sure, you nearly told him everything
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| But nearly doesn’t mean a thing
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| If you don’t talk to him until I force you to, I will
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| Because you know full well I’m right
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| And if you won’t say a word, I might
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| Because you’ve had thousands of chances
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| To tell him his romance is
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| Not exactly what he’d call true
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| I know the strain that you’re under |
| But I’ve started to wonder
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| If one lover is sufficient for you |