Bring me back the good old days,
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When you let me misbehave.
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Always knew, it wouldn't last,
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But if you ask, I'd go again.
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Yeah, I'd go again.
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It's alright, it's okay,
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I don't need you anyway.
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You don't have to tell the truth,
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Cause if you do I'll tell it too.
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Oh, I'll tell it too.
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Well, it ain't easy to stay in love
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If you can't tell lies,
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So I'll just have to take a bow
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And say goodbye.
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I'm loosened up, but it's too late to turn it around.
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I'm dropping bolts on the ground and I'm coming unwound.
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Don't you miss the good old days,
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When I let you misbehave?
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Why you're looking down like that?
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I know that you dying to come back,
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Please come on back.
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Well, it ain't easy to stay in love
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When you're telling lies,
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So I'll just have to take a bow
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And say goodbye.
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Say Goodbye
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Norah Jones |