| The look upon her face
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| She was still girl at 21 but she had her mind made up
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| That she could never fall the way she felt for me
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| She used to be my lover but now she’s just an old friend
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| A bitter sweet self concluding end
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| The look upon her face when I told that I was leaving in the morning
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| It still haunts me, in my dreams oh
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| The look upon her face when I told that I was leaving in the morning
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| It still haunts me, in my dreams oh
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| The look upon her face
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| She still calls me up despite the fact
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| She said that she’s moved on
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| She’s seeing other guys just to piss me off
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| I know, she knows the way to make me sweat
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| But openly I say, that I could care less
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| The look upon her face when I told that I was leaving in the morning
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| It still haunts me, in my dreams oh
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| The look upon her face when I told that I was leaving in the morning
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| It still haunts me, in my dreams oh
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| Oh the look upon her face, the look upon her face
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| The look upon her face
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| Oh, the look upon her face
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| The look upon her face, the look upon her face
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| The look upon her face
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| The look upon her face, the look upon her face
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| It still haunts me in my dreams |