Maybe I've forgotten
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the name and the address
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of everyone I've ever known.
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It's nothing I regret.
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Save it for another day.
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It's the school exam and
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the kids have run away.
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I would like a place I could call my own,
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have a conversation on the telephone.
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Wake up every day that would be a start.
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I would not complain of my wounded heart.
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I was upset you see,
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almost all the time.
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You used to be a stranger,
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now you are mine
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I wouldn't even trust you.
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I've not got much to give.
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We're dealing in the limits
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and we don't know who with.
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You may think that I'm out of hand,
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that I'm naive, I'll understand.
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On this occasion, it's not true.
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Look at me, I'm not you.
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I was a short fuse
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burning all the time.
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You were a complete stranger,
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now you are mine.
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Just wait till tomorrow.
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I guess that's what they all say
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just before they fall apart.
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Regret
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| Get Up Kids |
