| I pay the price for cheap advice
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| Sick of leaving in the morning
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| With the night you gave away
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| So now I’m gonna take out all I can get
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| With those angel eyes
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| You make saints do sins all the time
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| Say I’m gonna stay, home and away
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| When I said I’d catch you when you’re falling
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| I’d have my heart open wide
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| And you who’s not naive I thought
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| People say I’m not so automatic
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| People say I’m not so systematic
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| But when I’m down I’m in manual
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| Time and time again I walk on by With the look of love
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| But with those angel eyes
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| You set me on fire
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| But with those angel eyes
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| You set me on fire
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| The saddest thing I’ve ever seen on my TV screen
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| Was a dying man who died for his team
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| The toughest thing I’ve ever heard
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| Was that newborn scream in this wicked world
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| People say I’m not so automatic
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| People say I’m not so systematic
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| But when I’m down I’m in manual
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| Time and time again I walk on by With the look of love
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| But with those angel eyes
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| You set me on fire
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| But with those angel eyes
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| You set me on fire
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| Say I’m gonna stay home and away
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| Should a little loving make you smile girl
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| People say I’m not so automatic
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| People say I’m not so systematic
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| But when I’m down I’m in manual
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| Time and time again I walk on by With the look of love
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| And with those angel eyes
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| You set me on fire baby |