| I been licking my wounds
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| Sick of holding my tongue
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| I been sweating my way up those blue hills
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| Now I’m taking the plunge
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| I been stealing my nerves
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| And I’m breaking a lot of wishbones
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| Hope I’m displaying manly virtue
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| Hope I haven’t bitten off more than I can chew
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| Oh wouldn’t it be nice to know?
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| Oh wouldn’t it be nice to know?
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| I been speaking out of turn
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| Feel invincible behind that silver fern
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| And I’m full of a bittersweet anger
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| Sick of meaningful dialogue
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| I been playing the high and mighty
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| Now I’m trying to act my age
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| I been making up for lost time
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| Hope I’m cooking my goose for the very last time
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| Oh wouldn’t it be nice to know?
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| Oh wouldn’t it be nice to know?
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| Oh wouldn’t it be nice to know?
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| Oh wouldn’t it be nice to know?
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| It would be nice to know
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| It would be nice to know
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| It would be nice to know
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| Would be nice to know
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| I been licking my wounds
|
| Sick of holding my tongue
|
| I been sweating my way up those blue hills
|
| Now I’m taking the plunge
|
| I been stealing my nerves
|
| And I’m breaking a lot of wishbones
|
| Hope I’m displaying manly virtue
|
| Hope I haven’t bitten off more than I can chew
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| Wouldn’t it be nice to know?
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| Oh wouldn’t it be nice to know?
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| Oh wouldn’t it be nice to know?
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| Oh wouldn’t it be nice to know? |