| So, give up on her, again
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| So long, brother
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| Don’t go crawling into her arms.
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| Your hands are shaking
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| You are everything that she’s not
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| The wrong street, the long queue
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| Good fortune was never your thing
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| But, sunshine, I couldn’t blame you
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| You’re a much better man than me
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| So, give up on her, again
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| The night is still young
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| But the day is so long
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| And you wish you stayed at home
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| Yeah, you wish you’d never come
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| And I can see you think about her
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| Till your soul’s been took
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| And you wish you’d never seen her
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| Yeah, you wish you’d never looked
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| You wish you’d never looked
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| Calm down, you’re acting like a stranger
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| Won’t you sit down, sleep on your chin?
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| You’ve got to know how
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| Do me a favor
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| To finish you’ve got to begin!
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| The wrong street, the long queue
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| Good fortune was never your thing
|
| But, sunshine, I couldn’t blame you
|
| You’re a much better man than me
|
| You’re a much better man than me
|
| The night is still young
|
| But the day is so long
|
| And you wish you stayed at home
|
| Yeah, you wish you’d never come
|
| And I can see you think about her
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| Till your soul’s been took
|
| And you wish you’d never seen her
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| Yeah, you wish you’d never looked
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| Yeah, you wish you’d never looked
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| Yeah, you wish you’d never looked
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| I see you looking at her
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| You don’t read the signs
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| I see you looking at her
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| You don’t read the signs
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| Oh, you don’t read the signs
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| So, give up on her, again
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| And I see you think about her
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| Your soul’s been took
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| And you wish you never seen her
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| You wish you never looked |