| Boast 'bout how you suffer
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| I didn’t know he loved ya
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| I was talking 'bout the weather
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| Told me, «Stop thinking it’s blubber,» oh
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| Talkin' in your sleep, don’t know what ya mean
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| Need to act civil, won’t let it fizzle
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| Talkin' in your sleep, make up fantasies
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| Need to act civil, won’t let it fizzle
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| Wipin' up your dribble, dribble, let it dry
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| Soakin' in a puddle of it, I won’t cry
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| Wipin' up your dribble, dribble, let it dry
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| Swept up in your troubles, I’ll just keep it all inside
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| Wishin' it was cooler, middle of the day I’m doin' better
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| I was so thinking so peculiar
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| Sittin' in the sun, I wish I knew ya
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| Talkin' in your sleep, don’t know what ya mean
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| Need to act civil, won’t let it fizzle
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| Talkin' in your sleep, make up fantasies
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| Need to act civil, won’t let it fizzle
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| Wipin' up your dribble, dribble, let it dry
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| Soakin' in a puddle of it, I won’t cry
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| Wipin' up your dribble, dribble, let it dry
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| Swept up in your troubles, I’ll just keep it all inside
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| Speakin' in tongues, it don’t mean a thing
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| Maybe I’m just naive
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| Speakin' in tongues, it don’t mean a thing
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| Maybe I’m just naive
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| Wipin' up your dribble, dribble, let it dry
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| Soakin' in a puddle of it, I won’t cry
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| Wipin' up your dribble, dribble, let it dry
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| Swept up in your troubles, I’ll just keep it all inside
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| Speakin' in tongues, it don’t mean a thing
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| Maybe I’m just naive (I won’t cry)
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| Speakin' in tongues, it don’t mean a thing
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| Maybe I’m just naive (I won’t cry) |