| Go, go away
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| Far, far away
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| Be on your way
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| Please leave me be, let me be me once again
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| Outta sight, outta mind, and I’m going outta mine
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| And my heart, and my head may be black but we ain’t quite dead yet
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| I’m hangin up now, so there ain’t no use in you hangin' round
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| I’m hangin up now, you get the picture
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| There was a day, when I, I could say anything
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| But you came to judge, you held a grudge all the way
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| And my time was all mine, anytime and now its mine o mine
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| And I’m hangin up now, so there ain’t no use in you hangin' round
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| I’m hangin up now, you better get the picture
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| I gotta hand to you though
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| You took me under
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| I guess you‘ll never really now
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| Until its over
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| I was happy going mad girl
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| I thought you were mine but I was had
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| It’s such a dirty world
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| Go, go away
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| Far, far away
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| Be on your way
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| Please leave me be, let me be me once again
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| Outta sight (outta sight), outta mind (outta mind)
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| And I’m going outta mine
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| So I’m hangin up now
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| There ain’t any use in you hangin' round
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| I’m hangin up now
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| So don’t let me catch you hangin' round
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| I’m hanging up now
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| I’m hanging up now
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| I’m hanging up now
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| You’ll get the picture |