The more I learn the less I know
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Could you make mine straight absolute?
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The more I fail the less I try
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Ask not of me the reason why
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Oh, my Sentimental Fool
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have I got a tale for you
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Oh, my Sentimental Fool
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The woman I love is not content
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The life I made - it ain't what I meant
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The space I'm in is filled with love
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The state I'm in is pitiful
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Oh, my Sentimental Fool
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have I got a tale for you
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Oh, my Sentimental Fool
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have I got a tale for you...
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But, when she calls my name
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we're almost happy - she's almost like you
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yes, when she calls my name
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we're almost there, man - she's almost like you
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The longer I live the less I believe
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and all I lost is all I need
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The life I made is filled with regret
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and I can't tell the half of it
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The woman I love has lost her faith
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and I just watch as she fades away
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The space I'm in is filled with love
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The shape I'm in ain't beautiful
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Oh, my Sentimental Fool
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have I got a tale for you...
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i`m draining the glass for you
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Do you see my girl?
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She's almost like you...
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Sentimental Fool
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| Lloyd Cole |
