| I’m here, alone,
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| On the the telephone line
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| I’m right where you want me to be
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| And I’ll wait alone and never ask why
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| I’ll be where you want me to be
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| And I know
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| And I know
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| And I know
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| And I know
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| I’ve been here before, and I know your kind
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| You’re right where I want you to be
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| Now I’ll say what I think,
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| I’ll never be what you want me to be
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| Just to be who I am
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| What you want me to be
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| You’ll be on your knees
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| Tell me, tell me — Tell me it’s not true
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| Tell me, tell me — Tell me it’s not true
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| Tell me, tell me — Tell me it’s not true |