| Remember my loose tongue
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| Forget what I just said
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| I’d crawl over broken glass
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| If we could start again
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| Before our plans were made
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| When the world was young
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| The house is falling down
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| Because of my loose tongue
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| Shouldn’t say so much
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| Shouldn’t talk so loud
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| No sooner on your lips
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| Than it’s all over town
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| In all our given days
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| How many gone to waste
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| A good man has been hung
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| Because of my loose tongue
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| Your skin is changing its hue
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| Your guard is coming down fast
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| Looks like someone I knew
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| Uncovered happiness at last
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| All the wagging tongues
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| Too much information
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| In the future now
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| Under massive doubt
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| The papers on the street
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| Get trampled under feet
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| And they settled for a princely sum
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| Goodwill is coming down
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| And when it rains
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| Your well is full |