| Trouble, don’t ya come round
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| Don’t ya hang your heads to close
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| Saw you on the corners
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| Don’t you come round don’t you come round gain
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| Crowded by the shadows
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| By the things you didn’t know
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| Easy to forget that, it was over it was over then
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| It was over, It was over over
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| I shoulda been the one to know
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| You woulda been the one to get out
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| It was over, It was over over
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| I shoulda been the one to know
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| You were to be the one who get out
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| It was over, It was over in the end
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| Take out all the fortune
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| And you get what made us grow
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| Easy to forget that
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| When your new roads paved in gold
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| Ride out on the good times
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| But the grim ones made us go
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| So I move on to a new place
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| And I climb out of this hole
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| It was over, It was over over
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| I shoulda been the one to know
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| You woulda been the one to get out
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| It was over, It was over over
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| I shoulda been the one to know
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| You were to be the one who get out, it was over, it was over in the end
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| Throw your body to the bottom of the barrel, so the people don’t say
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| Ya held your tongue, and you let yourselves slip away
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| Throw your body to the bottom of the barrel, so the people don’t say
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| Throw yourself in the cold |