| Oh, what’s the matter?
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| Oh no. |
| It’s no better
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| I’ve been thinking it out and it still gets no better
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| I’m here singing this out and these thoughts get no fresher
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| All in all I’d say things have turned out good
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| You still don’t smile at me but then I never thought you would
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| You don’t waste time on praise. |
| Do you sir?
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| But you should be proud to be sure
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| No sir. |
| It’s still no better oh sir, I thought you meant better
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| Your experience will teach me no more lessons
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| From lower down you just seemed so much better
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| All in all I’d say things have turned out good
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| You still don’t smile at me but then I never thought you would
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| You don’t waste time on praise, when you could
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| Or just tell me something. |
| anything. |
| good
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| Oh no look it’s still no better
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| No no these thought are no fresher
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| You see tenderess is the asset here lacking
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| But won’t you join me in this one last wild waltz
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| Just once again in the one last wild waltz
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| Anduici t m san damsa fin
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| Anduici t m san damsa fin
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| Round and round, and round and round…
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| Round and round, and round and round…
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| Anduici t m san damsa fin
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| Anduici t m san damsa fin |