| There you go again
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| Alma tell me when
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| Will you never learn
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| And now you`re underweight
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| And overpaid
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| You will not be saved
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| And you`re pushing 38
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| Heaven knows your train is late
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| Although my chance is slim
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| You percieve the state you`re in Is good for one last fling
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| In a drastic dress you walk in drastic steps
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| Revealing no interest
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| You know it seems you wont be spared
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| And you`re so much wiser unaware, unaware
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| Independent means being alone and being
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| Good for one last fling
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| So there you go again
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| Alma tell me when
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| Will you ever learn
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| Instead you walk in these drastic steps
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| When you know too well
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| You`re train has left, you`re train has left |