| The news just filtered through
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| There’s a new girl hanging out with you
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| I’d kill the messenger
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| But she’s my friend and I love her
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| And I know she tells me this for my own good
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| 'Cause she knows I’ve not moved on
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| Like a wise girl should
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| Now she’s lying in my place
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| With the right to kiss my favourite face
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| Now she’s curled up in my chair
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| Your fingers in her hair
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| It’s more than I can bear
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| I do the best I can
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| To go along with God’s good plan
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| He thinks it’s obvious
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| There’s no hope for the two of us
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| So I know he’s doing this for my own good
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| 'Cause she knows I’ve not moved on
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| Like a wise girl should
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| Now she’s lying in my place
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| With the right to kiss my favourite face
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| Now she’s curled up in my chair
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| Your fingers in her hair
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| It’s more than I can bear
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| Some may say life is for living
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| But this takes some forgiving
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| And I will try to
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| Now she’s lying in my place
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| With the right to kiss my favourite face
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| Now she’s curled up in my chair
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| Your fingers in her hair
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| It’s more than I can bear
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| It’s more than I can bear |