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Have you ever had the feeling
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that the world's gone and
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left you behind?
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Have you ever had the feeling
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that you're that close to
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losing your mind?
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You look around each corner,
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hoping that she's there.
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you try to play it cool, perhaps.
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pretend that you don't care.
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But it doesn't do a bit of good,
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you've got to seek till you find,
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or you'll never unwind.
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try to think that love's not around,
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still it's uncomfortably near.
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My old heart ain't gaining no ground,
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because my Angel Eyes ain't here.
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angel Eyes, that old devil scent,
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they glow unbearably bright.
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Need I say that my love's misspent?
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misspent with Angel Eyes tonight.
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so drink up all you people.
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order anything you see.
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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 got to run.
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the fact's uncomfortably clear.
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Got to find this now Number One,
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and why my Angel Eyes ain't here.
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tell me why my Angel Eyes ain't here.
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asking why my Angel Eyes ain't here.
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excuse me, while I disappear.
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Angel eyes
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| Sting |
