Now I've got a question baby
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What makes you cry?
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'Cos I haven't seen any water
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In the corners of your eyes
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For a day, or a week
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Or a month, or a year
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Haven't seen much of you
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Since you left me my dear
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Can't you see that I'm hurting
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How I'm falling apart
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Don't you care about my drinking
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Or my poor lonely heart
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I thought you liked football
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You didn't mind those videos
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And my dog didn't mean
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To ruin your clothes (he can't help it)
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Now you won't take my phone calls
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You sent my letters back
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You're paying for a lawyer
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To stab me in the back
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Then I saw you on the street
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You looked happy, that's a fact
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I'm impressed - it's a hell of an act
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Angel - admit it, admit it
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Darlin' - admit it, admit it
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Your love for me didn't die
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It's just sleepin'
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Now I hope you can hear me
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Wherever you are
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In a cheap hotel room
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Or the back seat of a car
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I make up those situations
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I don't know if they're true
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But I'll tell you, for now, they'll do
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Angel - admit it, admit it
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Darlin' - admit it, admit it
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Your love for me didn't die
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It's just sleepin'
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And it wakes every night
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To your weeping'
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Now I've got a question bady
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What makes you cry?
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What Makes You Cry?
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| The Proclaimers |
