Another song of Woe
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Woe sounds like this
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You say nothing's changed
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Where were you when my world
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Was spinning into masquerade
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You claim it's just a question of mathematics
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I shut the door on your amateur dramatics
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Then you think too much
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And you talk too much, vicariously
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Yeah you think too much
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And you talk too much
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Every word is substance free
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You're the dirt on my collar
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You're the hole in my favourite shoe
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You're the last dying breath of love
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You're the weight that I need to lose
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And you hurt yourself
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You say I'm deranged
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I'll admit to being strange
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But I just can't stop loving you
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If the light in your eyes
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Addiction came as a surprise
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Didn't think I'd be so into you
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Then you think too much
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And you talk too much
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so carelessly
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Yeah you think too much
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And you talk too much
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Every word is substance free
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You're the dirt on my collar
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You're the hole in my favourite shoe
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You're the last sighing breath of love
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You're the weight that I need to lose
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You're the dirt on my collar
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You're the hole in my favourite shoe
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You're the last - last dying breath of love
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You're the weight that I need to lose
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Fat Cat
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| Boy George |
