| Look at my watch it’s nearly half past hour
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| I feel, I sense that you are gone
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| Check out the hypocrits rolling on the floor
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| They’ve seen and heard it all before
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| Now I’m on my own — I don’t know
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| Just thought that I’d drop you a line
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| Before the blade action is twisted
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| Strange but true
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| I just won’t get next to you
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| You’re my lover everybody knows you are
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| I close my eyes but still your face is there
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| Cold days, cold nights, I cry, I swear
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| And still the hypocrits revel in my blues
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| You’ll see, I’ll win, I never loose
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| Now I’m on my own — I don’t know
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| Just thought that I’d drop you a line
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| Before the blade action is twisted
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| Strange but true
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| I just won’t get next to you
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| You’re my lover everybody knows you are
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| It’s another day and I’ve to face all my yesterdays
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| And without you it’s not the same
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| I’ve got trouble with my money
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| But with you I’m on the bread line
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| Strange but true
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| I just won’t get next to you
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| You’re my lover everybody knows you are
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| Strange but true
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| I just won’t get next to you
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| You’re my lover everybody knows you are |