| Oh my God, oh Canada
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| I know it’s weird this thing we do
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| Yes, I tell you far too much
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| Yes, I bet you’re tired of talking too
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| I don’t feel like hanging up
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| Please don’t make this any harder
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| Yes, I’ve heard it every way
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| Yes, I know you’re not my father
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| Oh my God, oh Canada
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| On the sofa, closer still
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| Should have thanked you for those nights
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| I don’t think I ever will
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| Oh my God, oh Canada
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| Left a message for you yesterday
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| Said, «I feel like we’re losing touch»
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| You said, «You're the one who goes away»
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| Underneath the years I know
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| Could really hurt you if I really tried
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| And there’s that birthday card I owe
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| Don’t know why you’re always on my side
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| Oh my God, oh Canada
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| Border seems so small from here
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| Yes, I’ll call you from each station
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| See you in a Sugar Year
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| What is ours before it goes?
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| What if there are things still left to say?
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| Well, I guess this is the show
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| And I’m the one who goes away |