(Ronnie Lane)
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Well, well, hello and how are you?
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Fancy seeing you here.
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Don't let it show.
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No look, no one must know
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Why! They're playing "Tracks Of My Tears"
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Just pretend its all over,
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Like you have for so long.
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I thought time was a healer,
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But i guess I was wrong.
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I am to blame
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But we were so young.
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Oh, how was I to know?
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But you said you still want me,
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You opened up an old wound
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Then you left me here bleeding.
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And my minds black and blue.
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Now you got yours, and I got mine.
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And theres no debts or dues
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Oh, what can we do?
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Last Orders Please
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