written by Julia Fordham
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Take me back, I'll make you happy
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Take me back, I'll treat you like
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a precious thing
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Oh come on you know a good deal
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when you hear one
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And they don't come much better than this
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Take me back, I'll make you whole
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Take me back, I'll complete your soul
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So I fucked up well then sue me
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Anything but this freeze me out business
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And there's a song I've been
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writing in my head
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Can't seem to get past the opening line
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No need to put it down 'cause I won't forget
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It's ``the fat lady ain't singing yet''
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Take me back, I'll make you king
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Take me back, I'll do anything
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For your comfort and your pleasure
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Your personal delight
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And there's a song I've been
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writing in my head
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Can't seem to get past the opening line
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No need to put it down 'cause I won't forget
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It's ``the fat lady ain't singing yet''
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Close your eyes and count to a million
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In dollars if that helps
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When you open them I'll be waiting
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For you and nothing else
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``The fat lady ain't singing yet''
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The fat lady ain't singing yet
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She's putting on her party dress
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Standing there in the wings
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Don't let that fat lady sing
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Sing
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Gonna make you king
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Treat you like a precious thing
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Don't let that fat lady sing
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Fat lady sing
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Gonna make you king
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Fat Lady
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| Julia Fordham |
