(Nick Lowe/Dave Edmunds/Billy Bremner)
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[Originally by Nick Lowe]
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Now I can remember like it was only yesterday
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Love was young and foolish like a little child at play
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But oh how lovers change - I never dreamed how easily
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'Cause now I'm just a shadow of the boy I used to be
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And when I write the book about my love
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It will be about a man who's torn in half
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About his hopes and ambitions wasted through the years
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The pain will be written on every page in tears
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When I write the book about my love
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I was a fool to myself when I kept on runnin' around
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And I fared little better when I tried settlin' down
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Maybe some magic moment
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I've never known one, not for long
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For all too soon the magic is in a moment gone
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And when I write the book about my love
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It'll be a heartbreaking story about love and luck
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When I get down on the pages all I felt
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It will make the hardest-hearted of critics' hearts melt
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When I write the book about my love
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When I was young love was fun and I was so happy
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I looked so good, and I dressed so snappy
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Two-tone shoes on my feet, big old smile on my face
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As I moved and grooved all over the place
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Now I'm down in the heels, my complexion is bad
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'Cause my love life is sadder than sad
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And when I write the book about my love
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It'll be a pop publication, tougher than tough
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When I get down on the pages all I missed
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It will shoot to the top of the best-sellers list
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When I write the book about my love
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When I Write The Book
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| Huey Lewis & The News |
