| I stand accused
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| Of showing you
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| Too much attention
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| I stand accused
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| Of giving you
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| Another mention
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| I’ve opened doors
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| That’s what friends are for
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| I took a one way trip
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| With you
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| We didn’t get there
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| Slipped deep into
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| Another world
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| Going nowhere
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| If not for you
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| I’d bill and coo
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| Like Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee
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| You’ll never find another me
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| Looked high and low at God knows who
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| Nothing else compares to you
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| I’ll blow the candles
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| Off the cake
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| And keep on wishing
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| If if’s and and’s
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| Were pots and pans
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| You’d be my kitchen
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| As fortune smiles
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| You run for miles
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| Like Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee
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| You’ll never find another me
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| Looked high and low at God knows who
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| Nothing else compares to you
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| I get accused of being clever
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| By putting two and two together
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| However
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| Like Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee
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| You’ll never find another me
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| Looked high and low at God knows who
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| Nothing else compares to you |