| Too many quarrels
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| So now we break up No there’s no chance
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| To ever make-up
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| But when they ask me
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| I’ll say it’s my fault
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| I’ll take all the blame
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| I’ll say I was wild
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| When I should have been tame
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| I’ll say it’s my fault
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| I’ll give a good show
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| I’ll say I’m a needle
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| That just wouldn’t sew
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| Everyone will be wondering
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| All our friends will inquire
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| Which one did the blundering?
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| Who put out the fire?
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| So I’ll say it’s my fault
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| I’ll say there’s no doubt
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| Then cry as I wonder
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| Why it didn’t work out
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| Everyone will be wondering
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| All our friends will inquire
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| Which one did the blundering?
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| Who put out the fire?
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| So I’ll say it’s my fault
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| I’ll say there’s no doubt
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| Then cry as I wonder
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| Why it didn’t work out |