| On the days we get along
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| But I can count on one hand
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| The days that I do nothing wrong
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| And you say I learn these things
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| The hard way every time
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| And you’d think by now I’d know
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| She’s like a fine wine
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| I’m like whiskey from a jar
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| Doesn’t make no sense
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| She’s from Venus
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| I’m from Mars
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| Saying all the wrong things
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| But I make my final stand
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| My foot in my mouth babe
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| Out here in No Man’s Land
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| I burn these bridges down
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| On accident I swear
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| I say that I don’t know
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| But you say that I don’t care
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| And I’m left here beggin'
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| Like a dog without a bone
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| And you’d think by now I’d know
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| She’s like a fine wine
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| I’m like whiskey from a jar
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| Doesn’t make no sense
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| She’s from Venus
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| I’m from Mars
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| Saying all the wrong things
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| But I make my final stand
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| My foot in my mouth babe
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| Out here in No Man’s Land
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| There’s actually more than one man out in No Man’s Land
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| Doing things we know only we will understand
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| She’s like a fine wine
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| I’m like whiskey from a jar
|
| Doesn’t make no sense
|
| She’s from Venus
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| I’m from Mars
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| She’s like a fine wine
|
| I’m like whiskey from a jar
|
| Doesn’t make no sense
|
| She’s from Venus
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| I’m from Mars
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| Saying all the wrong things
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| But I make my final stand
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| My foot in my mouth babe
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| Out here in No Man’s Land
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| Out here in No Man’s Land
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| I’m out here in No Man’s Land |