| Well, like a bad penny you’ve turned up again,
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| You’re in my sights, there’s a mist on my lens.
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| I think you know how it was when I tripped and fell,
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| Well, you double-dealed me, baby and I broke like a shell.
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| Like a bad penny you’ve sure lost the glow
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| But I’m out of reach, your smile’s sure gone cold.
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| Well, it can’t ever be like it was then,
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| Well, don’t you fool with me, baby,
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| Don’t you mess with my plans.
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| Some stormy nights, your memory haunts me,
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| You won’t go away.
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| Well, like a bad penny you have turned up in the change,
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| Try to fit into the picture, you can’t get inside the frame.
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| I think you know I’m still sore, but I’m on the mend,
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| Times sure have changed, it won’t happen again.
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| Well, like a bad penny spins around and around,
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| Well, you won’t know what’s gone wrong when it all falls down,
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| You got to learn from now on to stop playing games,
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| You ought to keep on moving, you got to spin on your way.
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| Some lonely nights, I hear you calling,
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| Won’t you go away?
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| Well, like a bad penny you have turned up again,
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| You’re in my sights, there’s a mist on my lens.
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| I think you know how it was when I tripped and fell,
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| Well, you double-dealed me, baby, I cracked like a shell. |