| So it’s been a while
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| Since I made you smile
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| And though I’ve been around
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| You’ve walked the loneliest mile
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| You always looked so tired
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| And I was always so wired
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| So it’s crazy that I’m here now
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| I was always crazy anyhow
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| So I still call at your door
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| But you don’t call me no more
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| I still call you my love
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| But you don’t call me at all
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| So when my ghost was born
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| It left you scarred and scorned
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| But it’s not my style to be versatile
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| The situation stays volatile
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| And I’m crazy to be here now
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| I was always crazy about you anyhow
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| Yeah I still call at your door
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| But you don’t call me no more
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| So I still call you my love
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| But you don’t call me at all
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| I still call you my love
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| But you don’t call me at all
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| But it’s not my style to be versitale
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| The situation stays volatile |