This never was one of the great romances
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But I thought you'd always have those young girl's eyes
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But now they look in tired and bitter glances
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At the ghost of a man who walks 'round in my disguise
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I get the feeling that I don't belong here
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But there's no welcome in the window anyway
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And I look down for a number on my keychain
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'Cause it feels more like a hotel everyday
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There's a stranger in the house; nobody's seen his face
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But everybody says he's taken my place
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There's a stranger in the house no one will ever see
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But everybody says he looks like me
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And now you say you've got no expectations
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But I know you also miss those carefree days
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And for all the angry words that passed between us
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You still don't understand me when I say
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There's a stranger in the house; nobody's seen his face
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But everybody says he's taken my place
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There's a stranger in the house no one will ever see
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But everybody says he looks like me
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Stranger In The House
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| Elvis Costello |
