oh, you`re a precious little prude?
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but tell me the truth now
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have you ever had a care in the world
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so tell me what`s it all about
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you say oh you`re so attacked
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well you`ll never be so right
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oh you can cry yourself dry
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but i`d be surprised if you can munster
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up a single crocodile
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you`ll never be a hopeless child
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throw caution to the wind
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forgive yourself your sins
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and don`t you know you
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really are the sweetest thing
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there isn`t heart enough from you
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do you no longer care or feel that
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you no longer have nothing left to prove
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oh tell me that it isn`t true
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i wanted to tell you
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that i used to admire you
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oh you know really that i don`t cared
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no i never cared for you
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but i used to read about you
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and you oftenly would throw caution to the wind
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and don`t you know you
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really are the sweetest thing
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Sweetness
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Lloyd Cole |