I hate these flaming curtains they're not the color of your hair
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I hate these striplights they're not so undoing as your stare
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I hate the buttons on your shirt when all I wanna do is tear
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I hate this bloody big bed of mine when you're not here
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Well I finally found someone to turn me upside down
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And nail my feet up where my head should be
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If they had a King of Fools then I could wear that crown
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And you can all die laughing because I'll wear it proudly
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Well you seem to be shivering dear and the room is awfully warm
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In the white and scarlet billows that subside beyond the storm
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You have this expression dear no words could take its place
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And I wear it like a badge that you put all over my face
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I'll wear it proudly through the dives and the dancehalls
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If you'll wear it proudly through the snakepits and catcalls
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Like a fifteen year old kid wears a vampire kiss
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If you don't know what is wrong with me
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Then you don't know what you've missed
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We are arms and legs wrapped round more than my memory tonight
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When the bell rang out and the air outside turned blue from fright
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But in shameless moments you made more of me than just a mess
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And a handful of eagerness says "What do you suggest?"
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I'll Wear It Proudly
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Elvis Costello |