| He was thinking like a madman
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| He was jealous on his own
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| And the sooner he figures
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| That he won’t be going home
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| They left him the front key
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| Post it in when you go
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| Gave that man one more chance
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| To prove that there’s no more
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| I have told you life’s a worry and it’s true
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| You’re so serious, so what is it with you?
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| There never has been
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| So many rules crossed out in one
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| You can tell it to yourself
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| When you’re the only one having fun
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| You remember the difference
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| You’re held together, my son
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| And the subtle suggestions
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| Dropped by everyone
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| I have told you life’s a worry and it’s true
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| You’re so serious, so what is it with you?
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| It’s a good song for someone
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| But who’s that gonna be?
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| My appetite for soul tonight
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| Is begging down on me
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| If it rolls and it rocks
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| And if you don’t push, then it stops
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| If you see the people shouting out
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| You’re allowed to shout out, too
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| I have told you life’s a worry and it’s true
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| You’re so serious, so what is it with you?
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| I have told you life’s a worry and it’s true
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| You’re so serious, so what is it with you?
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| I wouldn’t ask if you knew
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| He’s not that sure of his charm
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| One more taste can’t be a waste
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| Not where this one’s from |