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i
was alone when the good news came
i was alone in the dark telephone rang: didn't know what to say i was alone |
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| put the boy down girl you don't know where he's been girl your strength to leave eludes you his phone calls just confuse you and in the end he'll lose you to some obscure excuse |
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and
I don't know what to say
and I don't know what to do i was alone when the good news came i was alone |
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| and here's the good
news you'll wake up in your make up your face full of dirt you've been surfing with venus but she's only a flirt and here's the bad news |
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here's
the bad news
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