| Give me a good film noir and a bottle of gin
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| I’ll be happy just to stay inside,
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| I didn’t want to get too involved
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| But I like how hard you tried.
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| To my horror,
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| A former lover told me you’ve always had a swallow tattoo
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| Now you tell me it’s a sign of devotion
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| But devotion to who?
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| Don’t think I’m a martyr to the cause
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| She’s got her reasons putting cats amongst the pigeons
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| But I’d rather just stay indoors.
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| An antique emblem set in ink
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| It didn’t mean a thing to you,
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| And I’ve been 'round by proxy
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| Goodbye, happiness, I hardly knew ya.
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| To my horror,
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| A former lover told me you’ve always had a swallow tattoo
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| Now you tell me it’s a sign of devotion
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| But devotion to who?
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| You fill me, you fill me You fill me with inertia
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| You fill me with inertia
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| I still want, I still want to jump
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| I want to jump your bones.
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| Don’t tell her, tell her anything
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| Because I’m bound to see her later today
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| And if she can’t keep a straight face
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| Then I’ll know.
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| To my horror,
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| A former lover told me you’ve always had a swallow tattoo
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| Now you tell me it’s a sign of devotion
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| But devotion to who?
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| I’d rather just stay indoors |