| It’s 4am baby
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| And you’ve been out all night
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| But you got home just in time
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| To hear me say «Goodbye»
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| My mind’s made up
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| And I swear today
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| That this time my heart won’t get in the way
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| I don’t doubt that you’re sorry
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| Not for one moment
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| And that now you see the error of your ways
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| And those tears (that's a nice touch!)
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| Sliding down your face
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| But it’s too little… too late
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| It’s too little… too late
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| Grab your hat and coat
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| While you’re talking
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| You can call a cab
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| Or you can take out walkin'
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| My advice is simple
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| Find another fool somehow
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| 'Cause all the tears in China won’t change my mind now
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| And I don’t doubt that you’re sorry
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| Now you’ve seen the error of your ways
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| And those tears (ah! that’s a nice touch!)
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| Sliding down your face
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| But it’s too little… too late
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| It’s too little, a little too late
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| It’s 4am baby! |
| you’ve been out all night!
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| But you got home just in time
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| To hear me say «Goodbye»
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| My mind’s made up
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| And I swear today
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| That this time my heart won’t get in the way
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| I don’t doubt! |
| I don’t doubt that you’re sorry!
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| Not for one moment
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| And now you see the error of your ways
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| And all those tears (well …that's a nice touch!)
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| Sliding down your face
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| But it’s too little… too late
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| It’s too little and it’s too late
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| You’re always late
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| But this time you’re too late… too late… too late |