| Don’t kiss me, darling
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| I want you to hear the things I say
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| I loved you in my way
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| But you know I’m gonna leave you
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| Mutya:
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| The clock was always ticking
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| And your heart,
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| Yes I know your heart is always on the run
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| George:
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| I hate what I’ve become
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| But I’m still gonna leave you
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| And I don’t think you should stay for the night
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| Mutya:
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| Baby you know that my flesh is weak
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| You know I simply
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| Both:
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| I cannot sleep without you
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| My heart has simply nowhere to go Mutya:
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| Nothing to hold
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| Those tears you’re crying
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| George:
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| Time and time again you take me back in baby
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| Mutya:
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| You don’t have to make it plain
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| Both:
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| This is not real love
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| Mutya:
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| Look at us dancing baby
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| Let’s dance and show them all
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| (Dance and show them all)
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| How close we are
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| The lies have worked so far
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| So we go on deceiving
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| George:
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| But darling don’t you know the time
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| Baby, look at yourself, holding back the tide
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| Like you’ve got something else up your sleeve
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| That’s why I’ve got to leave
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| Both:
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| And I don’t think you should stay here tonight
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| (Baby don’t you know that my flesh is weak, you know)
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| I simply I cannot sleep without you
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| But someday I’ll have nothing to show
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| (Nothing to show)
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| (Nothing to show)
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| I’ve nothing to hold
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| George:
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| Oh, baby, crying
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| All those simple things that won’t come again
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| Oh do I have to make it plain
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| This is not real love
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| And I said this is not real love
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| Mutya:
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| Real love
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| Baby it don’t glisten and shine the way it used to George:
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| This is not real love (real love)
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| Baby think of all the promises I made on the day that I seduced you
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| Baby don’t wait for me like some angel of tragedy
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| I have to set you free
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| Darling you should be long gone, oh long gone by now
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| You should be with someone, someone
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| Mutya:
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| Glisten and shine
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| You promised me George:
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| You’ve gotta face it woman, you ain’t ever gonna change me Mutya:
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| Where will I go, what do I know
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| About life without you
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| You promised me you’d never leave me, no This is not real love |