| Have you seen my hands, just look at ‘em shake.
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| And the song just keeps on repeating, drop the needle again.
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| And I dance with your ghost. |
| But that ain’t the way…
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| I can’t move on and I can’t stay the same.
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| And all my friends say…
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| «Hey, turn the record over.
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| Hey, I’ll see you on the flip side.
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| There you go, turn the key and engine over…
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| Let her go, let somebody else lay at her feet.»
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| Have you seen my heart, have you seen how it bleeds?
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| And the nights are so long, baby, out here in the deep.
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| The tick, ticking of hours lonely… I hear the alarm.
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| I used to hear when she would sleep in my arms,
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| But «Better Sense» says…
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| «Hey, turn the record over.
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| Hey, I’ll see you on the flip side.
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| There you go, turn the key and engine over…
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| Let her go, let somebody else lay at her feet.»
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| And all my friends say…
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| «Hey, turn the record over.
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| Hey, I’ll see you on the flip side.
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| There you go, turn the key and engine over…
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| Let her go, let somebody else lay at my feet.»
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| Where you used to be…
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| where you used to be.
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| Where you used to be, here with me. |