| I’ll sink Manhattan
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| Right under the sea
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| I’ll find the sweetest spot to watch
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| As it goes away
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| You were so happy
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| With the things that you said
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| Like, «He's my lower half,"you laughed
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| But you’re going to cry
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| A river of tiny tears flow from your crocodile eyes
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| Too late to apologize, I say, as flood waters rise
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| I’ll sink Manhattan
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| I’ll sacrifice friends
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| I think they’d understand my plan
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| I’ll never be sure
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| I’ve got a message
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| So before I get through
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| I’ll find your answering machine
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| And I’ll sink it first
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| Burn your forget-me-nots
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| Admit that true love can die
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| No, I won’t apologize, my love, just kiss me goodbye |