| I heard the stomping of feet dancing
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| On the wooden floor upstairs
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| I wasn’t in the mood for laughing
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| So I sat silent in my chair
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| There was someone missing I knew
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| Outside there fell the rain
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| Where had she gone, what could I do
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| I played the waiting game
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| The cigarette smoke was annoying
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| My mood was fit for a bath
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| A drink couldn’t oil my expression
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| Nothing could make me laugh
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| I was worried out of my head
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| I was in such a state
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| What’s keeping her, where has she gone
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| I played the waiting game
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| When you love someone
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| You worry when they’re late
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| When you love someone
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| You know the time it takes
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| To play the waiting game
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| The music got louder and louder
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| From the wooden floor upstairs
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| I played with a handful of peanuts
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| When I saw her standing there
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| My mood leapt right out of the bath
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| She had got stuck in the rain
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| Her coat dripped on a hanger
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| Playing the waiting
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| I couldn’t understand her
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| Playing the waiting
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| Seemed like I’d wait forever
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| Playing the waiting game |