Each is not my love, moan I for what
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I make up hundreds so I know how to make love
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There, you can have my youth, I know I have loved
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Started to see him, 'till when I married him
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To yearn admits you're outside to me
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Grow up
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I have seen these all my life, perhaps a lot more
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And I have been so naive
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All move and try he knew not
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And your spangle, how it hurts, and I have feelings
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To yearn admits you're outside to me
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Grow up
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[x2]
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Blue Bell Knoll
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| Cocteau Twins |
