| When your life is over I won’t be sad or bluer
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| I’ll put on my fancy hat, lie down next to you
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| I’ll kiss you once for life; |
| I’ll kiss you twice for death
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| Hold you close for comfort, wearing my best dress
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| You look so angry when you sleep, your face a troubled frown
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| So I will smooth your furrowed brow as I lay in the ground
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| I’ll kiss you once for life; |
| I’ll kiss you twice for death
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| I’ll hold you close for comfort, wearing my best dress
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| And as the mourners pass me, I will smile and wave
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| Thank them for their sympathy and tell them I’ll be brave
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| But once the wake is over, and I’m drunk and feeling fine
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| I’ll go out there and find me another boy to pass the time
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| As we’re dancing cheek to cheek and the lights are laid low
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| I’ll request this song for you, laying in the ground below
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| Once the song is over, it’s time to go to bed
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| I’ll leave him on the dance floor and return to you instead
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| I’ll kiss you once for life; |
| I’ll kiss you twice for death
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| I’ll hold you close for comfort, wearing my best dress |