| Did I strangle you with my love?
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| Think I saw it wrapped around your throat
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| The last time I saw you, you looked so pale
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| And white just like a ghost
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| It was fun for about five little minutes
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| And then you cleared your throat
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| My eyes swelled up, I curled my toes
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| And you said I almost choked
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| And you said I almost choked
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| But honey why did you go
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| Behind the bunhouse?
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| Didn’t you know how much I had to give?
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| You knocked me over the head
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| With a rolling pin
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| And then you got down and you kicked me in the ribs
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| The penny dropped even before I clocked
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| Just where your hands had been
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| It’s like you’d done your hair for somebody else
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| Scared that you might have been seen
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| I slipped down a flight of stairs
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| And my face must have looked so long
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| Cos even the tosser with the saxophone
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| Was asking me what’s wrong
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| He said 'buddy, what is wrong?'
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| Honey why did you go
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| Behind the bunhouse?
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| Didn’t you know how much I had to give?
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| You knocked me over the head
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| With a rolling pin
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| And then you got down and you kicked me in the ribs
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| Please won’t you spare me the details
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| Before I get up and I go
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| Who was it that stabbed me in the back
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| Or do you think I ought not to know?
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| You see the way I was before we met
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| I was curled up in a shell
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| And if I’m not counting planes up in the sky
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| Then I’m falling down a well
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| I’m at the bottom of a well
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| Honey why did you go
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| Behind the bunhouse?
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| Didn’t you know how much I had to give?
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| You knocked me over the head
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| With a rolling pin
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| And then you got down and you kicked me in the ribs |