You're the seventh son
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Of the seventh son
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Maybe that's why you're such a strange
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And special one
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You can't even seem to love yourself
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And with a few exceptions
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Not anybody else
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You can lead a horse to water
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But you cannot make him drink
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You can give a man your whole heart and soul
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But you cannot make him think
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You could have been with me
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Instead of alone and lonely
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Haaay, hay, haaay, hay, yeah
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(Haaay, hay, haaay, hay, yeah)
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You can tell him the day of departure
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Exactly the place and the time
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He might really wanna be there
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But he misses every time
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Is he a man or a paper tiger
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When you need him will he run
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Or stand beside you
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You could have been with me
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Instead of alone and lonely
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You could have been with me
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Instead of alone and lonely
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Haaay, hay, haaay, hay, yeah
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Haaay, hay, haaay
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[Repeats to end]
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You Could Have Been With Me
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| Sheena Easton |
