As you know when the girl of your dreams
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Doesn't seem to exist
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If you want my opinion then here's what it is
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Don't tell your wife she'll kill ya
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And who knows maybe one day you'll wake up
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And walk to the door
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Where's she's waiting impatient this daughter of yours
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Saying give me away dad will ya
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Try proving suicide is painless
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And who are those that claim this
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The only way to die and to die again
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As I recall I entertain an empty hall
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Doesn't bother me in the slightest if a mirror's cracked
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It could be that a missing screw is all it lacked
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I'll walk under ladders but the funny thing is each time
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I do I go flying
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I've had moments when depression seemed the only cure
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Days when doubts were all about but now I'm sure
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Despite loosing battles that I know if I could win
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I've never been short of a smile
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As you know you can stand to attention while wiggling your toes
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It's a breach of the rules but in boots I suppose
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You could be forgiven
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As you go into work on a Sunday
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You hazard guess wasn't Sunday the one day
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We all used to rest
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I've never been short of smile
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You cannot have your cake and eat it
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But given a piece why keep it
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What purpose is being served
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If you leave it lying on a tray
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Only to be thrown away
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If invited to a party as a rule of thumb
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If there's not a kitchen in it I won't come
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I known that it's boring but at least you don't have to speak
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You just up the heat
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If there's one good thing about me then it ought to be
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Even when I'm up against adversity
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Despite my misgivings on the shape that I'm in
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I've never been short of a smile
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(It's so easy to forget)
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(Every time you draw your breath)
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(Should be hung up on the wall)
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(A reminder to us all)
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That however much we moan
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All our lives we've only one to live
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Solo
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To be or not to be what is it
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About this phrase that gives it
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A meaning so profound
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That if Shakespeare were here today
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I bet he'd throw it all away
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Doesn't bother me the slightest if a cat is black
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It could be that a pot of paint had turned him that
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I'll walk under ladders but the funny thing every time
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I do I go flying
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I've had moments when depression seemed the only cure
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Days when I was burning up now I'm sure
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Despite my resentment of the pain I was in
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I've never been short of a smile
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I've Never Been Short Of A Smile
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| Gilbert O'Sullivan |
