(Leo Sayer/David Courtney)
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You contend
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Oh that you'll never go back to her again
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You're as free as a night without end
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So you tell your friends
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Just what you had to endure
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When you told her never, never again
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And as the room about you starts to bend
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You pretend
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That you've taken the easy way out
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Though you know when you told her last night
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You were facing the easy way out
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With one hand reachin' for the door
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But your feet weren't movin'
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They were nailed to the floor
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As she told you once more
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There's no easy way to get out
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She's not like you
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She'd rather stay at home and not get the blues
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And if you ever do try to intrude
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She's so respectfully rude
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So it was hard to believe
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Last night while you were drunk and threatening to leave
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That she walked thorugh the door with such ease
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And threw you the key
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And she's takin' the easy way out
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And now you're alone with no number to call
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She's taken the easy way out
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With one hand reachin' for the door
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And you so speechless
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Marooned on the floor
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She walked out of your life
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Couldn't stand it no more
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Now you're all on your own
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'Cos she's taken the easy way out
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[Solo]
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You know she's taken the easy way out
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Oh, but your pride will only admit to a lie
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She's taken the easy way out
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But to your friends
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You're the hero of the night
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Drowning with beer all the tears in your eyes
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Hopin' it don't show that you're dyin' inside
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'Cos you can't quite believe
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That she's taken the easy way out
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No going back now
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Stuck here on your own
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Lookin' for a home
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Drunk and on the streets
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Stuck on your feet
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Say babe we should talk about it
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Hey, babe we should talk about it
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Maybe we can come to some arrangement
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Why can't we talk about it
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Why can't we
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Just like old times sit and talk about it
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Y'see there's no easy way out
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Why can't you come back
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Takin' The Easy Way Out
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| Leo Sayer |
