| Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, leave me Don’t leave me here. |
| Skirt in the air
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| With muted cares, all limbs and love absurd
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| I know I say, «just let me stay»
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| But stomp the ground, push me around.
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| And send me to my way.
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| No, no, no, don’t leave me Don’t take my word, I’ve lost my head
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| I need my bed, I promise you my bird
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| When I awake all sweet and sound, without a care or woe
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| I’ll thank you dear. |
| I’ll kiss you love, no matter friend or foe
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| I want to be the best I can
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| For me for you for everyman
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| But I can slip, I lose my place
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| This shamefulness is hard to face
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| No no no don’t tell me Of what I’ve done. |
| I might ignore,
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| Just close the door, before you have your fun
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| You tell it with such grace and wit
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| I know it can be humorous.
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| But I don’t have the heart for it.
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| Oh, oh oh, don’t look
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| I’ve lost my way. |
| I’ll button up Hold out my cup, and beg for a clich?
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| I have no rights to a complaint
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| I guess it’s just a little nuts
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| We’re all bit insane
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| I want to be the best I can
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| For me for you for everyman
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| But I can slip, I lose my place
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| This shamefulness is hard to face
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| Oh please let me Keep my head.
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| It wouldn’t do you any good
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| Just hanging by a thread.
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| I want to be the best I can
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| Nose to the ground, it’s pound for pound
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| Or stick it to the man.
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| I want to be the best I can
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| For me for you for everyman
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| But I can slip, I lose my place
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| This shamefulness is hard to face |