Four years and twenty-two shades of blonde
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Is all that seperated us
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Why couldn't we have carried on?
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We could have got married
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You could have carried some of my sons
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You let me change the radio
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Station in your car
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Do you remember that time
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I raised my voice
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Because you said you'd never ever heard of the La's
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You continued to get intimidated
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But then your finger tips wrapped round those knuckles of mine
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The fear walked home and your smile returned
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And all of a sudden everything was fine
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But those days have passed
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And these types of relationship never last
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So please don't pretend that we'll stay friends
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Because you know as well as I do that that, well that just, it never happens
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Well no, that just never happens
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How come I always see you out
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With those boys that we used to argue about?
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You walk over all flustered and stuff
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Telling everyone inside
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That you've had enough
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You spend eighty five per cent of your night
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Trying to make me understand
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Why you were standing so close while you're kissing him
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Why you left that place holding his hand
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Oh darling, can't you see
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That it's got fuck all to do with me?
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Please don't pretend that we'll stay friends
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Cause you know as well as I do that that, well that just, it never happens
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Please Don't
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| The Courteeners |
