| Thank God I’ve got three minutes to tell you what I did today
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| I left this ugly city, with a computer and your cabaret
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| And I am happy for you, as happy as I can be burning alive
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| Is Paris as green as you say that it is
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| You can fill me in sometime
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| This is me without you, standing in the air I breathe
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| And I am half sorry that I came
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| This is me without you, standing in the air I breathe
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| And I am half sorry that I came around for you
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| I listened to your point of view, while mine went up in smoke
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| So go where their skin’s the same shade as mine
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| And remember me, I hope you will
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| And I’m slowly getting there, the place between love and I don’t care
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| You should have seen me on tuesday night
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| I will fill you in sometime
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| This is me without you, standing in the air I breathe
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| And I am half sorry that I came
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| This is me without you, standing in the air I breathe
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| And I am half sorry that I came around for you
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| I miss you but you don’t care anymore
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| I miss you but you don’t care anymore
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| I miss you but you don’t care anymore
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| I miss you but you don’t care
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| Thank God I’ve got three minutes to tell you what I did today
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| I left this ugly city, with a computer and your cabaret
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| And I am happy for you, as happy as I can be burning alive
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| Is Paris as green as you say that it is
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| You can fill me in sometime |