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| 2. |
| 3:01 | 
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Love, I hope we get old,
I hope we can find a way of seeing it all Love, I hope we can be I hope I can find a way of letting you see That I'm so easy to please So easy Love, I hope we grow up I hope we can find a way of seeing it all Love, I hope we can be I hope I can find a way of letting you see That I'm so easy to please So easy |
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| 3. |
| 3:49 |
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A cardboard head I see
Has found its way to me It's out and it's out and it's out Making me cry I sleep but I will not move I'm too scared to leave my room But I won't be defeated oh no What if cards don't go my way Then it's sure to spoil my day But in voices loud and clear You say to me it's only superstition It's only your imagination It's only your other things that you feel And the things from which you can't escape Keep clean for the thousandth time Stand still and wait in line Some numbers are better than others, oh no What if cards don't go my way Then it's sure to spoil my day But in voices loud and clear You say to me it's only superstition It's only your imagination It's only your other things that you feel And the things from which you can't explain And it's making me cry And it's making me cry And I'm slipping away, love I'm slipping away It's only superstition Only your imagination It's only superstition Only superstition |
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