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on the day you arrived
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the bedroom curtaims were drawn
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all was still
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the way you left it
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same number on the door
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easy come, easy go
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what a way to treat your soul
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though I confess
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where once hearts rested
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now there¡¯s nothing
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but a hole
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so the prodigal returns
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I juess the pleasure¡¯s not enough
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Did he pormise you the earth
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A world of besuty and the bluff
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]I tried to tend the garden
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until the flowers fell to weed
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so now the place lies in a ruin
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the way you lied and ruined me
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do I have the answer
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if I did I wouldn¡¯t know
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so take it if you want it
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if you don¡¯t
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then let me go
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fake leopard skin fur says it all
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you never could be real
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how I long to taste the secrets
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from uour land of phoney tears
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you tried to be a movement
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but there was no one on your side
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did you come back here to haunt me
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or to take me for a ride
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take yourself away
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I¡¯ve been here once before
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And I can¡¯t have you hurtig me
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Anymore
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ballad of a landlord
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| terry hall |
