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At eight o'clock we said goodbye.
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that's when i left her house for mine.
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she said that she'd be staying in.
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well she had to be at work by nine.
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So I get home and have a bath,
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and let an hour or two pass,
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drifting in front of my T.V.
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when a film comes on that she wants to see
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It's monday morning 5:19
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and I'm still wondering where she's been
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cos everytime I try to call I just get her machine.
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and now it's almost six a.m.
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and I don't wnat to try again,
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cos if she's still not back then this must be the end.
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At first I guess she's gone to get herself a pack of cigarettes
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a pint of milk, food for the cat,
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but it's midnight now and she's still not back
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it's monday morning 5:19....
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at half past two I picture her in the back of someone else's car
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He runs his fingers through her hair.
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oh you shouldn't let him touch you there
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It's monday morning 5:19
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and I'm still wondering where she's been
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cos everytime I try to call I just get her machine.
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and now it's almost six a.m.
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and I don't wnat to try again,
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cos if she's still not back then this must be the end.
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monday morning 519(Á¤È®ÇÕ´Ï´Ù.)
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