| Now the end is in sight, I’m just tired
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| Lying awake at night so wired
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| And fired up with biological urge in my belly
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| And I hunt for the words on my telecaster
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| Spinning faster, goodnight you
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| You’re beautiful, I love to watch your face in the morning light
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| You’re really cool, I like the way we fight right through the night
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| And the way we used to kiss was way out of sight
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| But I can never hope to set you free
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| 'Cause you’re my bittersweet bundle of misery
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| As I study the lines on the ceiling
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| I find the fact you’re unkind quite appealing
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| I’m feeling sure that I have come to the end of you tether
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| And there’s no such thing as happily ever
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| After it just gets dafter, goodnight you
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| You’re beautiful, I love to watch your face in the morning light
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| You’re really cool, I like the way we fight right through the night
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| And the way we used to kiss was way out of sight
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| But I can never hope to set you free
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| 'Cause you’re my bittersweet bundle of misery
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| It would take me an age to marry you
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| Now I’ve seen you use my razor like you do, its true
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| You’re beautiful, I love to watch your face in the morning light
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| You’re really cool, I like the way we fight right through the night
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| And the way we used to kiss was way out of sight
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| But I can never hope to set you free
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| 'Cause you’re my bittersweet bundle of misery |