Oh, it was such a sparkling day
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That I should be singing its praises
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Just to catch my senses as they slip away
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But my sentences and phrases
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Are about as worthless as wonder can be
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And there are words that I could say
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Perhaps I lack the sense of occasion
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Seems that I've been looking down so long you see
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That it seemed like up to me
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I should be ashamed I'm sure you will agree
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[Pre Chorus:]
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So don't go calling out for Jude or Anthony
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Maybe I was lost
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I'm a hopeless case
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So that every night I listen carefully
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But there is no message from me
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No message from me
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[Chorus:]
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Sparkling day [x2]
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Things I never said
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Some things you never heard
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Sparkling day [x2]
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Now I wait in vain to see
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That there was no message from me
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When love is constant and content
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You always fear some lingering temptation
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Silhouettes escaping underneath locked doors
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I'm astonished and amazed
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Perhaps my message was erased.
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[Pre Chorus:]
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So don't go calling out for Jude or Anthony
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Maybe I was lost
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I'm a hopeless case
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So that every night I listen carefully
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But there is no message from me
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No message from me
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[Chorus:]
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Sparkling day [x2]
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Things I never said
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Some things you never heard
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Sparkling day [x2]
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Now I wait in vain to see
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That there was no message from me
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Sparkling Day
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Elvis Costello |