| When I wake up in the morning
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| And you’re laid there, quiet besides
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| Just the sound of you quietly snoring
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| Just the sight mouth open wide
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| It’s that look that gets me through day
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| When you’re vulnerable and you’re weak
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| Before I make you your first coffee
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| I kiss you gently on the cheek
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| Many women who are weaker
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| Would not put up with what I’ve got
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| Many women who are stronger
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| Find themselves in similar knot
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| When they look back on my journey
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| My behaviour and choice of men
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| I may not be widely respected
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| More a fool just now and then
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| Suffragettes sure had some courage
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| But also have this land’s support
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| I had simply nobody
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| Whenever I fell short
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| As I fold his morning paper
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| As I put out his best shoes
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| I often ask myself, 'What's better?'
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| To be ignored or to be used
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| And that weakness that I show
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| I show to no-one else on Earth
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| And the strength I have to deal with you
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| That’s been with me since my birth
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| Short I was of any compliment
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| Short I was of any hope
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| Long away I was from happiness
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| Long in bath I’d like to sew
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| When they look back on my journey
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| My behaviour and choice of men
|
| I may not be widely respected
|
| More a fool just now and then
|
| Suffragettes sure had some courage
|
| But also have this land’s support
|
| I had simply nobody
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| Whenever I fell short
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| We are both weak and we are strong
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| We are confident half the time
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| No-one's free of imperfections
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| If you could see your faults
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| Like I see mine
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| Like I see mine
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| When they look back on my journey
|
| My behaviour and choice of men
|
| I may not be widely respected
|
| More a fool just now and then
|
| Suffragettes sure had some courage
|
| But also have this land’s support
|
| I had simply nobody
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| Whenever I fell short
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| No-one's free of imperfections
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| If you could see your faults
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| Like I see mine
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| Like I see mine |