| Listen,
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| Well I could bury my head in my hands
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| like a proverbial ostrich with his head in the sand.
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| Or maybe I should take a stand,
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| it’s just it gets so comfortable
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| riposting on my divan.
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| sometimes I get to thinking especially when I’ve been drinking
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| That you are my raison d'être et cetera, et cetera.
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| Yes you are my raison d'être et cetera, et cetera.
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| Bury my head in my hands.
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| Bury my head in my hands.
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| Bury my head in my hands.
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| Bury my head in my hands.
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| You know it’s such a soft option to bury your head in your hands
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| Like some proverbial ostrich with his head in the sand.
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| It’s just that sometimes when I’ve been drinking
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| Eventually I get to thinking
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| ‘bout my past.
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| Well I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again:
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| There are so many things
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| Beyond my ken.
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| But you are my raison d'être et cetera, et cetera.
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| I know one thing
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| At least I know one thing
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| Bury my head in my hands
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| You are my raison d'être et cetera, et cetera
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| Bury my head in my hands
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| Bury my head in my hands
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| Bury my head in my hands
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| I could bury my head in my hands
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| Bury my head in my hands
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| Bury my head in my hands |