| My Capricorn
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| Knows when the love is gone
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| 'Cause she reads those horoscopes
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| But she does it every morning
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| And I wait to see
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| If we got any hope
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| And if the stars align
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| She doesn’t seem to mind
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| Me bein' around at all
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| And I hope the karma’s right
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| But I guess it just relies
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| On the day that I was born
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| La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
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| No matter where I go
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| I’m never in control
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| La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
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| I’ll make the stars align for Capricorn
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| Well, I should get a job
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| Down at the magazine
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| And I’ll change astrology
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| And she won’t know it’s me
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| My anonymity
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| Is all I’m gonna need
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| I’ll change a paragraph
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| To something better than
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| What’s already written down
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| And then my Capricorn
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| Won’t know what’s going on
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| She’ll love me even more
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| La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
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| No matter where I go
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| I’m never in control
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| La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
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| I’ll make the stars align for Capricorn
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| La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
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| No matter where I go
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| I’m never in control
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| La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
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| I’ll make the stars align for Capricorn
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| I’ve got to have just a little bit
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| You come around when you calm down
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| I got the blood-red lipstick
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| La-la, la-la-la-la-la
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| I’ve got to have just a little bit
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| You come around when you calm down
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| I got the blood-red lipstick
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| La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
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| No matter where I go
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| I’m never in control
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| La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
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| I’ll make the stars align for Capricorn
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| La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
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| Just like a Capricon
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| She won’t know when the love is gone
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| La-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
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| Just like a Capricon
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| Ay |