| I’d like to find out what places she’s been
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| What’s behind her locked door
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| Or better yet know if I’m out or I’m in
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| If her elevator still runs to the top floor
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| Perhaps she would say, she was a student of hope
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| And not dangling from the end of a disintegrating rope
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| But I don’t wish to spark off her outraged imagination
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| I don’t wish to get in any double-edge conversation
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| It’s a touchy situation
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| Woah-oh-oh, yes
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| It’s a touchy situation
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| Oh-oh-oh, yeah
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| Someday I’ll find out what I’m now afraid to ask
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| And I’ll discover what’s there beneath the dark mask
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| Perhaps she would say that I’m just deathly afraid
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| To see her make the same mistake that I made
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| And it might lead to some sweet revelation
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| She knows I hate meaningless conversation
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| It’s a touchy situation
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| Woah-oh-oh, yes
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| It’s a touchy situation
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| Oh-oh-oh, yeah
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| I say, «Are ya doin' well baby?»
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| She says, «Go ask your father»
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| I say, «Give me a yes, no or maybe»
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| She says, «Why should I bother?»
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| I say
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| She says
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| I say
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| I’ll ask you tomorrow, I’ll ask you tomorrow
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| If I could only break the code of her fears
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| I could expose the secrets to the river of tears
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| Rattle the senses til she’s pouring forth tears
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| Before she could exercise those powers of manipulation
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| It’s a touchy situation
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| It’s a touchy situation
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| It’s a touchy situation
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| Woah-oh-oh
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| It’s a touchy situation
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| Woah-oh-oh
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| It’s a touchy situation
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| It’s a touchy situation
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| It’s a touchy situation
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| It’s a touchy situation |