You never shoulda used magic
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To summon me back here
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The consequences could be rather tragic
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But that's a real good trick my dear
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And all the time I'm under the impression
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Riding on the borders like an ace
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You almost smiled, surely my discretion
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Lost into the desert of your face
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Just the other side of disgrace
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And don't you always get what you ask for
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And don't you always ask for what you get
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I thought you read the label before you laid the table
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You've got no cause for regret
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And all the time I'm under the delusion
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That it's me who's dealing out the script
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You almost jump to your old conclusion
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Your anecdotes they all come forth unripped
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But who gave you the sweat that you dripped
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September 13
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Steve Kilbey |