| Someday I’m gonna wake up
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| And you won’t be on my mind
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| And maybe, I won’t hate myself
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| For eating you alive
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| Perhaps the very thought of you
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| Will only make me smile
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| Someday I’m gonna wake up
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| And you won’t be on my mind
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| Cause all them dirty things
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| Made me think that love
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| Was a lot like hate
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| And all them fiery nights
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| Just could not make up for the firefights
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| Ooh, thank you for saying goodbye
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| Someday you’re gonna wake up
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| From a deep and happy sleep
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| And say «baby, I don’t hate you
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| For the breath you stole from me»
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| Perhaps I’ll see you downtown
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| And you’ll take me for a drink
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| Someday you’re gonna wake up
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| And your heart ain’t gonna sink
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| Cause all them dirty things
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| Made me think that love
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| Is a lot like hate
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| Cause all them Friday nights
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| That you went home cryin'
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| They’re still my fault
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| Ooh, ooh, thank you for saying goodbye
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| Cause all them dirty things
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| Made me think that love
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| Was a lot like hate
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| And all them fiery nights
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| Just could not make up for them firefights
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| Ooh, ooh, thank you for saying goodbye |