| Walk with me slowly
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| Let in some air
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| I know we both have been lonely
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| And I wasn’t there
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| But here’s a packet of peanuts here’s a pint of beer
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| We both run around in circles when there’s nothing to fear
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| And if I ever did you any wrong
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| There’s a two-headed reason why this can go on
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| But it’s true that I’ve been away to long
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| So — I pathologize — I pathologize — I pathologize
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| Don’t know much about love or roses
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| But I know we got compatible neuroses
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| Know there’s a way to shed your skin
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| But when we don’t know where it ends
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| How we should dare to begin?
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| And if I ever did you any wrong
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| There’s a two-headed reason why this can go on
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| But it’s true that I’ve been away to long
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| So I pathologize — I pathologize — I pathologize
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| And if I ever did you any wrong
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| There’s a two-headed reason why this can go on
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| But it’s true that I’ve been away to long
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| So I pathologize — I pathologize — I pathologize
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| If I ever did you any wrong
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| There’s a two-headed reason why this can go on
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| And it’s true that I’ve been away to long
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| There’s a two two-headed reason why I sing this song
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| And if the key’s too high for you to sing along then
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| I pathologize — I pathologize — I pathologize |