The pages of the calendar
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Are flyin' off faster as I get old
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And if I had a second take
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I'd wanna make the same mistakes
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Except for the clothes
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And the part about the one that got away
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When I was blind I fell behind
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And here I've gotta stay
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And I'm lying here wonderin'
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Is it finally sinkin' in
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To my weary heart, my foolish pride
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And my stubborn head
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I woke up on the right side, I woke up on the right side
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On the right side of the wrong bed
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I'm starin' at the autumn stars
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And wondering if you are starin' too
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And every little satellite
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And aeroplane that passes by
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Just leaves me blue
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Chasin' my tail like the second hand
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Chases those grains of sand
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In that television hourglass
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And I'm lying here wonderin'
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Is it finally sinkin' in
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To my weary heart, my foolish pride
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And my stubborn head
|
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I woke up on the right side, I woke up on the right side
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On the right side of the wrong bed
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Chasin' my tail like the second hand
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Chases those grains of sand
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In that television hourglass
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And I'm lying here wonderin'
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Is it finally sinkin' in
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To my weary heart, my foolish pride
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And my stubborn head
|
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I woke up on the right side, I woke up on the right side
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On the right side of the wrong bed
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On the right side of the wrong bed
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Right Side, Wrong Bed
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| Smash Mouth |
