I'm undecided about you again
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Mightn't be right that you're not here
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It's double-sided, cause I ruined it all
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- But also saved myself, by never believing you, Dear
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Everything good, I deem too good to be true
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Everything else is just a bore
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Everything I have to look forward to
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Has a pretty painful and very imposing before
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O' Sailor, why'd you do it
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What'd you do that for
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Saying there's nothing to it
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And then letting it go by the boards
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O' Sailor, why'd you do it
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What'd you do that for
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Saying there's nothing to it
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And then letting it go by the boards
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I have too been playing with fifty-two cards
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- Just cause I play so far from my vest
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Whatever I've got, I've got no reason to guard
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What could I do, but spend my best
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O' Sailor, why'd you do it
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What'd you do that for
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Saying there's nothing to it
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And then letting it go by the boards
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O' Sailor, why'd you do it
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What'd you do that for
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Saying there's nothing to it
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And then letting it go by the boards
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And after waiting, fighting patiently on my knees
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All the other stuff tired itself out first, not me
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And in its wake, appeared the touch and call
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Of a different breed
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One who set to get me wise, and got me there
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And then, got me
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And what a thing, to know what could be instead
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Oh, what a blessed curse; to see
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It took the agenda from its place in my bed
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Made a merry paramour of me
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O' Sailor, why'd you do it
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What'd you do that for
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Saying there's nothing to it
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And then letting it go by the boards
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O' sailor, why'd you do it
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What'd you do that for
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Giving me eyes to view it
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As it goes by the boards
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O` Sailor
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Fiona Apple |