| On the way to the bidet
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| Is when the trouble used to start
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| It didn’t mean she wasn’t queen
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| Of the tinderbox that was his heart
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| Her fire his desire meant that
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| Everything must come undone
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| And so now we know it’s not enough to be in love
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| He’s so true, she is too
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| She says, «I love you Frank,» and then they drank
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| All night, what a fight
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| He says it isn’t me you’re thinking of
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| She’s cool, it makes him cruel
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| And they needle till the jewels
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| Go raining down upon the ground
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| She says it’s not enough to be in love
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| Not enough to be in love
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| Not enough to be in love
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| They woke up, and they broke up
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| They were so volatile, and all the while
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| Life passed, and it went fast
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| And yet they never could forget
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| Their chemistry, like you and me
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| It proved to keep them both apart for life
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| And so, now we know
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| That it’s not enough to be in love
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| Not enough to be in love
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| To be in love
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| To be in love
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| To be in love |