| A week’s too long not to ring
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| She colours her hair and waits for him
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| No cat against dog
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| Just head over heals
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| Sex twice a date
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| Best time in years
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| Oh no why hasn’t he phoned
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| She has to wait until he’s on his own
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| Lying and denying so no body knows
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| I’ll tell her this week is what he tells her to keep her on loan
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| He’ll buy her one-day
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| Sex drives, oral highs, cheated wives, and spies
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| Cream cakes, coffee dates, floral gifts, goodbye
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| Passed away for the day had a change of kind
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| Sex change too mundane for the average mind
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| Oh no she just can see
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| Where he is or where he’s been
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| Looked prim and straight like she’s always been
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| All that she saved for went missing again
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| She could be
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| She could be
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| She could be wrong
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| She could be
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| She could be
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| She could be wrong
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| She could be
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| She could be
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| She could be wrong
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| It looks like
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| It looks like the words got around
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| They found
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| A body in the lake
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| Maybe
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| It wasn’t really his name
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| Same colour, same weight, same size feet
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| It’s the not knowing that kills you
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| Oh no the clocks stopped slow
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| Everytime you’re on your own
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| Ya' hide from the spies so nobody knows
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| Scratch through the pages of the lazy days news for a clue
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| Still looking for you! |