| Don’t sing a tune to yourself
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| You might believe this one
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| Try not to sew it yourself
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| The threading won’t stretch none
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| Don’t give me none of that line
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| Why not?
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| Got to sing something
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| Love’s song there’s nothing to find
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| Why not?
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| Dead before playing
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| Don’t sing a tune to yourself
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| You might believe this one
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| Try not to sew it yourself
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| The threading won’t stretch none
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| Who says the things that go in
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| The song is only saying
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| Dead thought can kill a good thing
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| The band is only playing
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| Don’t give me none of that line
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| Why not?
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| Got to sing something
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| Love’s song there’s nothing to find
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| Why not?
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| Dead before playing
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| Why not climb a hill
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| With someone who hates you?
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| Why not hate someone
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| Who climbs a hill with you?
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| And as time passes by
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| Your feet start slipping
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| And you are wondering why
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| There is no forgetting
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| Don’t sing a tune to yourself
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| You might believe this one
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| Try not to sew it yourself
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| The threading don’t stretch none
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| Who says the things that go in
|
| The song is only saying
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| Dead thought can kill a good thing
|
| The band is only playing
|
| Don’t give me none of that line
|
| Why not?
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| Got to sing something
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| Love’s song there’s nothing to find
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| Why not?
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| Dead before playing
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| Dead before playing |