Oh it´s so funny to be seeing you
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After so long, girl
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And with the way you look I understand
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That you were not impressed
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But I heard you let that little friend of mine
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Take off your party dress
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I´m not going to get too sentimental
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Like those other sticky valentines
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´cause I don´t know if you are loving some body
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I only know it isn´t mine
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Alison, I know this world is killing you
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Oh, Alison, my aim is true
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Well I see you´ve got a husband now
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Did he leave your pretty fingers lying
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In the wedding cake
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You used to hold him right in your hand
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I bet he took all he could take
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Sometimes I wish that
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I could stop you from talking
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When I hear the silly things that you say
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I think somebody better put out the big light
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´Cause I can´t stand to see you this way
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Alison, I know this world is killing you
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Oh, Alison, my aim is true
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My aim is true..
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Alison (Elvis Costello 1977)
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Paris Match |