| Well the first time that I saw her
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| Standing in the middle of the road
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| Eyes as bright as Christmas lights
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| Wearing someone else’s clothes
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| I did my best to ignore her
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| But ignoring my best pretty soon
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| We spent the night all tangled tight
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| In an armchair in my friend’s front room
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| I said darling you know, darling you know I can’t stay
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| 'Cos I’ve given my heart and my word to a girl far away
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| I felt weak as she kissed my cheek, and sighed when I heard her say
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| «Never knew I could get my heart broken in less than a day»
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| Oh and the next time that I saw her
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| Must have been a year or more
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| Face stained with mascara
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| Shiverin' outside my door
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| I did my best to assure her
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| But assurance isn’t easy to give
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| If you’ve never been sure of anything much
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| You get less so the longer you live
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| She said «darling, you know, darling, you know I can’t stay
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| 'Cos I’ve given my heart and my word to a boy far away»
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| I spoke soft and pretended to cough, like I didn’t care either way
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| Never knew I could get my heart broken, in so many ways
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| And the last time that I saw her
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| Standing in the pouring rain
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| Hair a little shorter
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| But everything else looked the same
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| I could’a told her that I adored her
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| She could’a said she felt the same way
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| But we just smiled 'cos sometimes words
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| Aren’t the right words to say
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| We just smiled 'cos sometimes words
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| Aren’t the right words to say |