| There’s a woman sitting in a motel room counting minutes
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| And she’s adding to her list of «one hour loves»
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| She’s tired and the new will do, she’ll replace the body
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| His friends are good for bang-bang
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| An amiable hobby
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| She’s got a secret
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| Just keep it and sleep with it
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| And he can’t believe a thing you’ve said
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| «We're going nowhere» and «fair is fair»
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| And he can’t believe a damn thing you say
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| «We're going nowhere» and «fair is fair»
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| The way you play with lives is such a big disguise we swear that
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| We’re not gonna' take it
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| The way you play with lives is such a big disguise we swear
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| We’re not running naked
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| There’s a man who’s sitting in a motel waiting for a hooker
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| That he never applied for, is it even her?
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| And he can’t believe a damn thing you say
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| «We're going nowhere» and «fair is fair»
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| The way you play with lives is such a big disguise we swear that
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| We’re not gonna take it, no more
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| The way you fucked his life is such a big disguise we swear
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| We’re not running naked
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| Just when it’s perfect
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| It’s finite, he calls it
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| She said «it's over, it’s over. |
| so long»
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| Just when it’s perfect
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| It’s finite, he calls it
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| She said «it's over, it’s over. |
| so long»
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| The way you play with lives is such a big disguise we swear
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| That, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over
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| The way you fucked his life is such a big disguise we swear
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| We’re not running naked
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| He would stay forever just to say he saw you leave
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| And maybe things wouldn’t be this way
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| He would stay forever just to say he saw you on your knees
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| I burn the lamp, when I burn, when
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| I do I do everything I do for you
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| But he hates you, hates you
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| And I guess it’s nothing new for you |