Please excuse this,
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i know its rude,
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but i was just trying to satisfy someone who requested mine.
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You're hard to please,
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if no one knows just what you need.
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if you wont ever ask for help then how am i to tell?
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Uncomfortable,
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you wear it well,
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the sooner that you come around, the offer's waiting to be found
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and anytime you need it,
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i am already there and waiting
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what's yours is mine but your inclined to hesitate to try
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Don't get me wrong here
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i just want to make my intentions clear
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there's no room for reading into deep, if things aren't written down.
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as soon as I've been told
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you cant be bought or sold
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then we could all move forward here, and find our endings well
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you need a break
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its hard to take the time
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when things will just move faster and we're never ever slowing down
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anytime you need it,
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I'm already there and waiting
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what's yours is mine but your inclined to hesitate to try
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and after all the bullshit shuffled, piles up inside,
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there's only room for you and me
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and what we've left to try
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Made to Measure
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| Umphrey's McGee |
