| Now you’ve got 40 more years
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| To go drown in your tears
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| And the little hand’s slower
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| Than the big hand, honey
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| With your heart up high
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| You keep asking why, oh why
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| Don’t you know, don’t you know
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| That the answer’s in your home
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| Feel that hole
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| I know what it feels like, baby
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| If only you and I were one
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| I know what you’re asking for, honey
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| This thing we’re going through ain’t no fun
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| Now you got 40 more years
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| To go drown in your tears
|
| And the little hand’s slower
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| Than the big hand, honey
|
| With your heart up high
|
| You keep asking why, oh why
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| Don’t you know, don’t you know
|
| That the answer’s in your home
|
| Feel the hole
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| Just too soon
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| I know you know about it
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| Some nights are hard to see
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| What about the love we had together, honey
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| We’re only friends and that’s not me
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| Now you’ve got 40 more years
|
| To go drown in your tears
|
| And the little hand’s slower
|
| Than the big hand, honey
|
| With your heart up high
|
| You keep asking why, oh why
|
| Don’t you know, don’t you know
|
| That the answer’s in your home
|
| Feel the hole
|
| Now you’ve got 40 more years
|
| To go drown in your tears
|
| And the little hand’s slower
|
| Than the big hand, honey
|
| With your heart up high
|
| You keep asking why, oh why
|
| Don’t you know, don’t you know
|
| That the answer’s in your home
|
| Now you’ve got 40 more years
|
| To go drown in your tears
|
| And the little hand’s slower
|
| Than the big hand, honey
|
| With your heart up high
|
| You keep asking why, oh why
|
| Don’t you know, don’t you know
|
| That the answer’s in your home
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| Feel the hole |