I guess we can still be friends
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I guess we can talk at least
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But if we were seventeen
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Imagine the things we'd do
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I know that those days are over
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I'm glad that those games are won
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And the winners ride off into the sunset
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But it's not the same for you
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And I don't want to play
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Those nasty games that adults play
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But I can't let you go
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And I can't see another way
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And I know that she's the only one for me
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But you know that if I could split in two
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The other me - would stay all night
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The other me - would hold you tight
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The other me - would be the only one for you
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When I see you there alone
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It almost breaks my heart
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But it doesn't break enough
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For me to break my whole life apart
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I guess we could still be friends
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And we can talk all night
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But I have to bite my tongue
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And sometimes words don't come out right
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We're old enough to know
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What we can think or say out loud
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To know that hearts are not just
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Cards to play when two's a crowd
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And I know that she's the only one for me
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But you know that if I could split in two
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The other me - would stay all night
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The other me - would hold you tight
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The other me - would be the only one for you
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The other me . . .
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Would take you so far away from here
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And he'd be . . .
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A man with a mission . . .
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The other me . . .
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Might even be better than this one
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And I know that she's the only one for me
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But you know that if I could split in two
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The other me - would stay all night
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The other me - would hold you tight
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The other me - would be the only one for you
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The Other Me
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| Joe Jackson |
