| Oh, don’t cross your fingers, cross your heart and soul
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| Don’t ask me the question 'cos I just don’t know
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| Sold by my intentions got my emotions on hold
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| So don’t ask me why
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| You ask how I feel, and what it’s like inside
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| I’m hot in pursuit, I’m bearing down on your hide
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| Involved in a recovery tryin' to save my pride
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| Don’t ask me again
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| Wound up in circumstance beyond my control
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| Affairs of the heart no longer leave me cold
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| Oh, what a feeling such a long time ago
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| Don’t ask me again
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| Get down baby, you’re out of control
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| You leave be my side or you leave on your own
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| I gotta know what I should know,
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| Don’t ask me again
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| So don’t you ask me how I feel and what it’s like inside
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| 'Cos in the circumstances babe you don’t mess with my pride
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| It’s just recovery babe, just recovery babe
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| Meet me in the middle, please some give and take
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| Alternative arrangements are there to be made
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| A new proposition’s not a piece of cake
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| So don’t you ask me
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| Wound up in circumstance beyond my control
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| Affairs of the heart no longer leave me cold
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| Oh what a feeling such a long time ago
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| Don’t ask me again |