| Ah, ha, ah
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| Gonna let you go my angel
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| Though I could make you stay
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| I could use my blind self-pity
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| Throw it in your way
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| But the times have turned between us
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| And you know I don’t believe
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| That it makes one bit of difference
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| If you stay or if you leave
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| Why can’t I be lonely
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| Like that lonely rushing river?
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| Pushing down a mountain
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| On it’s way to meet the sea
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| Why can’t I need somebody
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| Like that river needs that ocean?
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| Why did you have to get so mixed up, baby?
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| With a mixed up girl
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| With a mixed up girl like me, yeah
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| Gonna make it short now, angel
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| Though I could make it long
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| I could take through all the changes
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| And show you where you’re wrong
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| But our dreams don’t flow together
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| And you’ll never, never see the light
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| So it really, really doesn’t matter
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| Who is wrong or who is right?
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| Oh, why can’t I be lonely
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| Like that lonely rushing river?
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| It’s pushing down the mountain
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| On its way to meet the sea
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| Oh, why can’t I need somebody
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| Like that river needs that ocean?
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| Why did you have to get so mixed up, baby?
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| With a mixed up girl
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| With a mixed up girl like me, mmm, ooh, mmm, ooh |