| Dizzy, dizzy, put down the whiskey
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| Throw the bottle out, it’s gone
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| Busy, busy, what would you give me
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| If I didn’t sing along?
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| Now, I’m not saying complicating’s fun
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| But I’ve found ways of counting out the hours
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| Gimme, gimme, what would you bring me
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| If I didn’t sing along?
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| Witty, witty, you’re awful pretty
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| Bet he doesn’t stick around
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| Now, I’m not saying complicating’s fun
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| But I’ve found ways of counting out the hours
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| So should I blink twice before I’ve ruined his night?
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| Or should I just play nice and tell it’s all right?
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| Tizzy, tizzy, I’m pretty prissy
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| Throw the bottle out, it’s gone
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| Pity, pity, would you forgive me
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| If I didn’t sing at all?
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| I’m not saying complicating’s fun
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| 'Cause I’ve found ways of counting out the hours
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| So should I blink twice before I’ve ruined his night?
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| Or should I just play nice and tell it’s all right? |