| Well there’s three version of this story, mine, and yours and then the truth.
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| And we can put it down to circumstance our childhood then our youth.
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| Out of sentimental gain I wanted you to feel my pain,
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| But it came back return to sender.
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| I read your mind and tried to call,
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| My tears could fill the Albert hall.
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| Is this the sound of sweet surrender?
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| What a shame we never listened.
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| I told you through the television.
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| And all that went away was the price we paid.
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| People spend a life time this way.
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| Oh what a shame.
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| So I got busy throwing everybody underneath the bus.
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| Oh, and with your poster 30 foot high at the back of Toys-R-Us.
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| I wrote a letter in my mind but the words were so unkind about a man I can’t
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| remember.
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| I don’t recall the reasons why.
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| I must have meant them at the time.
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| Is this the sound of sweet surrender?
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| What a shame we never listened.
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| I told you through the television.
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| And all that went away was the price we paid.
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| People spend a life time this way
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| And that’s how they stay.
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| Oh what a shame…
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| Words come easy when they’re true.
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| Words come easy when they’re true.
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| So I got busy throwing everybody underneath the bus.
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| Oh, and with your poster 30 foot high at the back of Toys-R-Us.
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| Now we can put it down to circumstance our childhood then our youth.
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| What a shame we never listened
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| I told you through the television
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| And all that went away was the price we paid
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| People spend a lifetime this way
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| And that’s how they stay
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| Oh what a shame.
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| People spend a lifetime this way
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| Oh what a shame, what a shame
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| Such a shame, what a shame |