Tell me why I feel so bad, honey
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TV's flat and nothing is funny
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I get sad and stuck in a cone of silence
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Like a big balloon with nothing for ballast
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Labeled like a bottle for Alice
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Drink me or I'll drown in a sea of giants
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And tell me, "Baby, baby, I love you
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It's nonstop memories of you
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It's like a video of you playing
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It's all loops of seven-hour kisses
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Cut with a couple near-misses
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Back to the scene of the actor saying:
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'Tell me, baby, baby ? why do I feel so bad?'"
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Tell me why I feel so bad, honey
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Fighting left me plenty of money
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But didn't keep the promise of memory lapses
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Like a building that's been slated for blasting
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I'm the proof that nothing is lasting
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Counting to eleven as it collapses
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And tell me, "Baby, baby, I love you
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It's nonstop memories of you
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It's like a video of you playing
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It's all loops of seven-hour kisses
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Cut with a couple near-misses
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Back to the scene of the actor saying:
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'Tell me, baby, baby ? why do I feel so bad?'"
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Baby, baby, I love you
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Baby, baby, I love you
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But baby, I feel so bad
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| Aimee Mann |
