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She wakes up lonelyShe wakes up lonelyShe hangs a picture by the phoneShe hangs a picture by the phone Yeah, she doesn’t think we’re gonna make itBut when I’m home we’re sleeping nakedAnd we pretend that we’re in loveShe wakes up lonelyAnd she telephones meTo ask me if I’m coming homeShe says "Will you be

Quicksand

When I bring it upYou shut me outSo I keep on writing letters to myselfAre you doing alrightAre you burning outAre you happy with the way it turnedRunning out of youRunning out of youAnd I know you’ll be running out of meWell are you hold upAre you caving inAre you happy with the way things

No Big Thing

If you just want to be my friendWhy do you keep calling me then?It’s better that I never see youWill I ever see you again?It’s alright; My heart isn’t brokenIt’s alright; I’m feeling no painIt’s alright; I’m not going crazyIt’s alright; It’s no big thingNo big thing

Perfect One

I’m an ordinary manWith an ordinary lifeDoes she know that I’m aliveMan she’s really something elseYou’re the perfect oneAnd I don’t expect a thing from you at allYou’re the perfect oneAnd I can’t even breatheYou are, so unpredictableSometimes, I’d like to be that wayYour charm, so irresistableYou are really something elseYou’re the perfect oneAnd I

Happy

It wouldn’t be so badIf I could take a good thing and make it lastMoney for the rentTime that I spent, me and my girlfriendMy heart is broken down againI blame it on myselfIt wouldn’t be so badIf I could take a good thing and make it lastMoney in the bankGas in the tank, me

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