-you read the papers today?-
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I read the news today oh boy,
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About a tragic comedy
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Newspaper hinted suicide,
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The letterhead read Dear Johnny
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A tainted truth was all it said,
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Sleep tight now that you've made your bed
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An arrow that once pierced your heart
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Points to the apple on your head
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Three sides to every story
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Yours, mine
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And, Monday morning's
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CUPID'S DEAD, HEADLINES READ,
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CUPID'S DEAD
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CUPID'S DEAD, HEADLINES READ,
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CUPID'S DEAD
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Oh, Romeo, Oh, Romeo
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Where did our love go, Romeo?
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If you read between the headlines,
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You wouldn't be the last to know
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No mystery yet to unfold,
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A paperboy left in the cold
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A love was said to never die,
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Withered away and just got old
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"Our top story tonight,
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is a crime of passion
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The victim, an unidentified man,
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is found in bed, wearing only a diaper,
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holding a bow an arrow in one hand,
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and clutching a letter in the other.
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The letter simply read ...
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CUPID'S DEAD."
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Extra, extra, extra,
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read all about it
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CUPID'S DEAD,
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Cupid is dead, deceased,
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I got peace of mind
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Still it's hard to forget,
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what it leaves behind
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A lot of love lost,
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your feelings are wasted,
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tasted the sweetness,
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but now you're faced with,
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the thought, of being alone
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Nor more companionship,
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you can handle it,
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just abandon it,
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leave it behind,
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and look for the brighter day
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Give it some time,
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cause it won't come right away
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You gotta be standing strong,
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hold on to your dignity
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Don't sit around,
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saying look what ya did to me
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It's time to move on,
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you gotta continue
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to look for a love,
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of a life that's within you
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Cupid is dead now,
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it's time to rely on,
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yourself to cope
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You got no shoulder to cry on
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DEAD
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Cupid's Dead (Horn Mix)
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| Extreme |
