| That’s a trifle obvious, girl
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| Telling me you don’t belong in this world
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| Telling me as I fall flat on my face
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| In any case, that’s your fall from grace
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| I know these melodramatics don’t make things all right
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| Nor will they make you see things in a different light
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| You’re a very pretty girl, Louise
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| But are the things you say just meant to tease
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| I’m doubled up on bended knees
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| Tell me, precious, tell me please
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| I know these melodramatics don’t make things all right
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| Nor will they make you see things in a in a different light
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| And you can bite your lip
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| Till the blood ran red
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| They’re still such crazy things
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| To have said
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| Have a wonderful birthday, dear
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| Such a wonderful birthday, dear
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| It only comes but once a year
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| I’ll spoil your party with a punky sneer
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| I know these melodramatics don’t make things alright
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| Nor will they make you see things in a different light |