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You made a fool of me last night
Saying I couldn't make love Maybe I didn't know how To handle tough guys like you You made a fool of me last night Throwing out terrible lies Saying things that were not nice I didn't think that of you You made romance to the girls who were my friends To make me jealous and weak But all the comical stories that you tell Just make me sick You made a fool of me last night Don't try to call me again You are no longer my man Please try to find someone new You made a fool of me last night Saying I couldn't make love Maybe I didn't know how To handle tough guys like you You made romance to the girls who were my friends To make me jealous and weak But all the comical stories that you tell Just make me sick You made a fool of me last night Don't try to call me again You are no longer my man Please try to find someone new |
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I will bring you flowers, in the morning
Wild roses, as the sun begins to shine Sweet perfume in tiny jewelled caskets If I thought you'd ever change your mind I would take you where the music's sweetest And feed you winter fruits and summer wines I'll show you things you'd only see in story books If I thought you'd ever change your mind I will bring you happiness Wrapped up in a box and tied with a yellow bow I will bring you rainbow skies and summer rain to make your garden grow And in the winter snow, my songs will keep you from the cold But what use of flowers, in the morning When the garden they should grow in is not mine And what use are sunshine when you're crying And my falling tears are mingled with the wine I will bring you happiness Wrapped up in a box and tied with a yellow bow I will bring you rainbow skies and summer rain to make your garden grow And in the winter snow, my songs will keep you from the cold I will bring you flowers, in the morning Wild roses, as the sun begins to shine Winter fruits and summer wine Sweet perfume and columbine If I thought you'd ever change your mind If I thought you'd ever change your mind |
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