(...700 hertz)
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Ain’t that just you
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you know the facts, but you
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haven’t got a clue
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about me or my life, why don’t
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you try and take the time
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till then what am I supposed
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to do? but then that’s just
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like you to leave me
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I hang suspended on your
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words, yeah you leave me
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I hang suspended on your words
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don’t you care? I don’t read
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minds and I did I’d be
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elsewhere, tell me what’s on
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your mind so I can rectify in
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time, or else I won’t know
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what I’m to do, but then that’s
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just like you to leave me
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I hang suspended on your words
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I hang suspended
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| The Boo Radleys |
