| Confessions 1, 2 &3 — Count me off
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| but don’t count me down,
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| Down to what you wanted of me
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| Now I know — I could not be,
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| Confessions of the fool of dreams
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| As I once — once took the blame
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| Now I just laugh and sing
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| That it’s all — all in the game.
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| You once my judge — once my jury too
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| One is too much — once I realized you.
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| Confessions of a peeping Tom
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| Watching life — take its clothes off,
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| Stripped for all the world to see
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| At the time — I could not see!
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| Confessions that I’ll now proceed
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| Written down — for me and you.
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| So make sure you understand
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| and don’t sign what isn’t true.
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| Take it away — get your lawyer involved
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| Take it to court in accordance with love!
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| Sometimes full — mostly empty within.
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| But check this out — I won’t get there again
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| Confessions 1, 2 &3 — count them off
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| but don’t count me in,
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| In on what you thought it was
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| and you know — whatever that was,
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| Confessions that will now proceed
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| Written down — for me and you,
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| So don’t tell me that you won’t sign
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| What you know — know is the truth. |