| Forget your things
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| I’ll send them on to you
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| All your letters
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| I’ll see that you get them too
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| I’ll make sure that you’ll recieve
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| Messages that your friends leave
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| But please now, leave now
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| I’ll call you later on Go now go now, before my tears begin to spill
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| Oh, won’t you go now, before they flood my face
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| For I have not much time you see
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| Except what pride that’s left to me so
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| Go now, go now, before I lose that too
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| Leave the talking
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| 'till some future time ahead
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| The analysing
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| That’s really better left unsaid
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| But may be you could be the one to Tell our friends what we have done
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| But please now, leave now
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| And shut the door behind
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| Go now go now, before my tears begin to spill
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| Oh, won’t you go now, before they flood my face
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| For I have not much time you see
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| Except what pride that’s left to me so
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| Goo now, go now, before I lose that too |