| You won’t get over me, it’s impossible to do
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| I’ll be on the TV again and on the radio soon
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| My face will be 30 foot high on the back of that bus
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| And on my poster they’ll spray «knob head» at the back of Toys 'R' Us
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| Inside it hurts 'cause you know it’s true
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| Only a fool wouldn’t fall in love with you
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| And I wrote this song not to mess with your head
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| But to get you out of mine
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| 'Cause I remember what you says in that hotel room
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| And babe I took these songs and started singing them to people
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| Some folks hate them and others think I’m evil
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| But some of them quite like me, they’ve taken me to heart
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| Radio and television is keeping us apart
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| Reality killed the video star
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| 'Cause you’re getting married and I’m not involved
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| Wherever you are
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| With whoever he is
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| You’ll be in my heart
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| Spend this life in bliss
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| Remember when I came 'round and I ruined your mother’s carpet?
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| 'Cause I was always dancing and she didn’t have the heart to stop it
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| 'Cause she could see you smiling at the boy who came to play
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| And if that doesn’t break your heart then there’s nothing I can say
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| I’m sorry baby if I’ve taken this too far
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| Look at the tears falling down my guitar
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| I apologize to him but you know I’ve always been
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| A selfish bastard
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| My mother always loved you 'cause she could see what I saw
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| She always wanted you to be her daughter-in-law
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| I’m sorry |