| I don’t know how many times that I’ve tried to warn you
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| How many times I’ve heard you laugh and say,
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| «Underneath it all, he’s okay»
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| And how many times have you rang and sworn
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| You’d given him one last chance and he let you down
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| But then he’d call and you’d go back round
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| You know I still care because you only have to phone me
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| And I’ll be over there
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| Why can’t you see just what he’s doing to you
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| Is it all because of him? |
| Well of course it is
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| And I hate to see you like this
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| You just won’t understand
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| You don’t want to listen do you?
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| Just because it’s not what you like to hear
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| You ask me, and to me it’s clear
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| You know I still care because you only have to phone me
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| And I’ll be over there to lick your wounds
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| You know I’ll always be here for you
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| You say you feel left out
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| Well I know exactly how to cure you
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| You just can’t go on pretending
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| You just can’t go on pretending
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| You just can’t go on pretending
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| You just can’t go on pretending
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| I’m on my way right over there to lick your wounds
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| You know I’ll always be here for you
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| You say you feel left out
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| Well I know exactly how to cure you
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| You know you make me want to shout
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| Oh just tell me what is new, girl
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| You say you feel left out
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| Well you are living in a dreamworld |