All I ever get from you is breakfast dinner and tea
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Served with all the love that you possess
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So tomorrow I'll be off with nothing left in me
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Bar a helping of your tenderness
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People said before we met how good you could be
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Especially at well that they didn't say
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So I let my imagination get the better of me
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Not thinking that I would regret that very day
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Now I'm mixed up with a girl
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Who believe me cooks like a pro
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But outside of that
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It's no good at what she should be, loving me
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Now I'm mixed up with a girl
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Who believe me cooks like a pro
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But outside of that
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It's no good at what she should be
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All I ever get from you is breakfast dinner and tea
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Served with all the love that you possess
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So tomorrow I'll be off with nothing left in me
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Bar a helping of your tenderness
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All I ever get from you is breakfast dinner and tea
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Breakfast dinner and tea
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Breakfast Dinner And Tea
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| Gilbert O'Sullivan |
