| I make it half past six you come at seven
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| Always trying to keep me, hanging round
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| You little spoilt thing, girl you kept me waiting
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| Never contemplating my point of view
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| This comes as no surprise
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| I’m a fool, for I believed your lies
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| But now I’ve seen through your disguise
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| Who needs, well I don’t need, who needs you?
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| Oh I believed you
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| Went on my knees to you
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| How I trusted you
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| But you turned me down
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| But it’s dog eat dog in this rat race
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| And it leaves you bleeding lying flat on your face
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| Reaching out, reaching out for a helping hand
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| Where is that helping hand?
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| How I was pushed around
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| «Don't let it get you down»
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| You walked all over me
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| «But don’t you ever give in»
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| Taking one step forward, slipping two steps back
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| There’s an empty feeling that you can’t forget
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| Reaching out, reaching out for a helping hand
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| When I met you, you were always charming
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| Couldn’t sleep at night 'till you were mine
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| You were oh so so sophisticated
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| Never interested in what I’d say
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| I had to swallow my pride
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| So naive, you took me for a ride
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| But now I’m the one to decide
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| Who needs, well I don’t need, who needs you? |