Try to think that love’s not around
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Still it’s uncomfortably near
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My poor old heart ain’t gainin’ any ground
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Because my angel eyes ain’t here
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Angel eyes, that old Devil sent
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They glow unbearably bright
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Ned I say that my love’s misspent
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Misspent with angel eyes tonight
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So drink up all of you people
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Order anything you see
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And have fun you happy people
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The drink and the laugh’s on me
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Pardon me but I gotta run
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The fact’s uncommonly clear
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I gotta find who’s now the number one
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And why my angel eyes aint here
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‘Scuse me while I disappear
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Angel Eyes
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| Matt Dusk |
