(Simon/Goldman/Brackman)
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You may think I'm dumb
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Or you may think you're sly
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But I know what you're cravin'
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I've been watchin' your eyes
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There's a girl 'cross the room
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She's been glancin' this way
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both of you wonderin'
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when you'll have your day
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Black honeymoon
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I'll be leavin' you soon
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Next time maybe I'll be the girl
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Across the room
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black honeymoon
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She's tossin' her hair
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She won't meet my stare
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I turn to accuse you
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You pretend she's not there
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The pains not so bad
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cause I've played thru this game
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The players are different
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But the moves they're the same
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Now she's gone
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And you're smilin' back
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but my blood's turned to ice, ice, ice, ice
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Now I don't feel undone
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And I don't feel afraid
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there's nothing quite so cold
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As the heart you've betrayed
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Black Honeymoon
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| Carly Simon |
