{Words & Music: Jim Webb}
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Boy, I can understand how it might be
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Kind of hard to love a girl like me
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I don't blame you much for want-it to be free
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I just wanted you to know
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I've loved you better than your own kin did
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From the very start
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It's my own fault what happens to my heart
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See I've always known you'd go
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[CHORUS:]
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So you just do what you gotta do
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My wild sweet love
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Tho' it may mean that I'll never kiss those sweet lips again
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Pay that no mind, just chase that dappled dream of yours
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And come on back and see me when you can.
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Now I know they make you sad
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Oh it make me feel so bad
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Say you don't treat me like you should
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They got ways to make you feel no good
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I guess they got no way to know
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Had my eyes wide open from the start
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And boy, the part you've shown to me
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Is the part of you they'll never see
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It's the part you've shown to me
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[CHORUS 2x]
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Just chase that dappled dream of yours
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And come on back and see me when you can
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Just chase that dappled dream of yours
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And come on back and see me when you can
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Do What You Gotta Do
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| Hazel O'Connor |
