| Here it is again, it’s oh-so mad
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| Turning young and happy into old and sad
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| Here it is again, just passed by chance
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| All the way to the lawyer from a sloppy dance
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| It was another holiday argument
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| But she threw him into the sea
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| A glass-bottomed boat pulled him up
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| His face was rotting in weed
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| It was rotting in weed, I’ve seen those people bleed
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| If it never happens, well, it happens to me
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| Do you know
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| Who you love?
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| Does anybody here have a clue
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| Just who they’re with?
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| And it was glance by glance
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| And it was blow by blow
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| But did they know
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| Just who they loved?
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| Here it is again in the same disguise
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| Clean shoes, smart tie and deep blue eyes
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| Here it is again and it makes you sick
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| Watch the blind man walk along without a stick
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| Heads, he was a beautiful lover
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| Tails, he was definitely bad
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| Heads, you’re like no other
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| Tails, just the best he’d had
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| You’re the best he’s had, you’re the best so far
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| All the way to the church from the back of the car
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| Do you know
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| Who you love?
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| Does anybody here have a clue
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| Just who they’re with?
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| And it was glance by glance
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| And it was blow by blow
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| But did they know
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| Just who they loved?
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| Just who they loved
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| Just who they loved
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| Just who they loved
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| Just who they loved
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| Just who they loved
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| Just who they loved |