1-2-3,2-2-3
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The twitching impulses to speak your mind
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I'll lend you my microscope and maybe you will find it
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Is it in that ugly place that's just behind your face
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Where you keep my picture still despite the fact
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That you had me replaced
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[Chorus:]
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Say "Goodbye"
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Baby can't you act your age?
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You know why
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I'm going to give it to you straight
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Although I'll never be
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Unhappy as you want me to be
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Still it's all the rage
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I'll probably play along
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Left to my own devices
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Spare me the drone of your advice
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The sins of garter and gin
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Confession may delay
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You know the measuring pole
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The merry boots of clay
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I've heard it all before
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You'll say it anyway
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[Chorus]
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Alone with your tweezers and your handkerchief
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You murder time and truth, love, laughter and belief
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So don't try to touch my heart, it's darker than you think
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And don't try to read my mind because it's full of disappearing ink
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[Chorus]
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Although I'll never be
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Unhappy as you want me to be
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Still it's all the rage
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All The Rage
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| Elvis Costello |
