| Oh my dear
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| I’d like to know
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| How the finer points of our love
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| Look beneath your microscope
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| We’ve analyzed beyond all reason and all doubt
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| And you’re too close to see
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| That I just not fold mystery
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| But you act like
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| Another second could change life
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| Another minute could buy you
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| Another hour to stop your world from turning inside out
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| And it seems like
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| Another second will change you
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| Another minute will buy you
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| Another hour to stop your world from turning
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| You say like we’re like every ribbon on every wing
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| Of every plane that ever you took home again and
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| Slightly out of place
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| And the whole thing falls apart
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| But you act like
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| Another second could change life
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| Another minute could buy you
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| Another hour to stop your world from turning inside out
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| And it seems like
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| Another second will change you
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| Another minute will buy you
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| Another hour to stop your world from turning
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| Safe and sober
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| Slow things down through thick thigh
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| That’s all right
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| But you act like
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| Another second could change life
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| Another minute could buy you
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| Another hour to stop your world from turning inside out
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| Oh my dear
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| I’d like to know
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| How the finer points of our love
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| Look beneath your microscope |