| What do we do now, honey
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| Now that we know how to love
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| Shall we start again remembering
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| Now that we’ve played the game
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| Now that we’ve changed the name
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| Tune in tomorrow
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| What did we do then, lover
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| Where did we fit in with fate
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| Shall we start again on one thin line
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| Between love and hate
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| I’m gonna have my cake
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| Tune in tomorrow
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| Am I to take the hurt apart and show you what it’s done to me Shall I read your life story my love starting out with how it used to be When love was new
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| You and I are just one soap box opera from saying goodbye to yesterday
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| Tune in tomorrow, same time, same place
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| What do I do now daddy
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| Now that I know how to cry
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| Shall I laugh it off sarcastically
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| Or should I draw the line
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| I really ought to blow your mind this time
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| This time tomorrow
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| What do we do now my love what did we do then
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| Shall we start again my love from jump street baby
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| Now that I’m beat
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| Tune in tomorrow
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| I don’t need a T.V. cause I got enough to grieve me till tomorrow sugar
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| Tune in tomorrow channel one through fifty-four and I can’s take this mess no more
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| Maybe that will express what I been going through
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| Ooh daddy daddy little mamma is just too through
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| Tune in tomorrow any station you desire
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| It doesn’t really matter baby cause Tee Tee is gonna light your fire |