(Gary Brooker/Pete Sinfield)
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I've been watching your performance
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From the minute you got here
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you've been riding on your high horse
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But your motives are not clear
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You have filled up all the ashtrays
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And the carpets wearing thin
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I believe we both speak English
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Won't you kindly let me in
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Let me in all I want to do is help you
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Let me in, let me in, let me in
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You keep looking out the window
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You keep staring at the door
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Yeah and every time the phone rings
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You make frantic semaphore
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I'm a man that's used to trouble
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I've seen all the seven sins
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I'll even be your long lost uncle
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If you'll only let me in...
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Let me in all I want to do is help you
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Let me in, let me in, let me in
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You know they say a trouble shared's a trouble half way gone
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But bottle it inside and you'll explode
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I'd rather have your tears than nitro-glycerine
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So let me in I can take the load
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I can mend a heart that's broken
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Put a patch on your romance
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But I gotta have some detail
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Time and place and circumstance
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I'm a man that's used to trouble
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I've seen all the seven sins
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There ain't nothin' left to shock me
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But you gotta let me in...
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Let Me In
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Gary Brooker |