¨Ï Hazel O`Connor - Neil O'Connor
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When I first saw your face,
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I thought here's a man
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Maybe he can, give it to me, something real
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Give it to me, But this time with some feeling
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But I said...
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Don't touch me
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Give me some real feeling
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Don't hold me,
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Give me something right from the part
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Could have misjudged you,
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I could have been wrong
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A man with no feeling's
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Like a man who sold his soul
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Well we could be friends
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But let's not forget
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You and me, we're worlds apart
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You want me to forget our scars
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Well I could try, if you could too
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Well I could die
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And for me and the two and you
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I said....
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Don't touch me
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Give me some real feeling
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Don't hold me,
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Give me something right from the part
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Could have misjudged you,
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I could have been wrong
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A man with no feeling's
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Like a man who sold his soul
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Well I travelled far and I've travelled wide
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And I met them folk who cheat and lie
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Who never see the coloured sky
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You kill, destroy.
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And I was their little toy
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And friend I stand here looking at you,
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And I ask you sonny, Hey what you do
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To justify your fruitless lies
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To justify our poisoned skies
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Don't touch me
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Give me some real feeling
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Don't hold me,
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Give me some real feeling
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Don't touch me
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Give me some real feeling
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Don't hold me,
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Give me something right from the part
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Could have misjudged you,
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I could have been wrong
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A man with no feeling's
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like a man who sold his soul
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Could have misjudged you,
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No I wasn't wrong.
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Don't Touch Me
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| Hazel O'Connor |
