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I've never had a Roman holiday |
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But I won't hold it against you |
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The look on your face |
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When she told you she loved you |
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Was it priceless? |
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Now it seems you're well connected |
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You have your own flock of sheep |
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I don't think they are lost |
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And I don't think they are discreet |
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I light a scented candle in my room |
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I'll hold a good thought for you |
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You were hopeful |
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You said things would be okay |
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But they're doom and gloom |
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If I were good at hating, I'd hate you |
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If I were good at loving, I'd fall |
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I'd keep the company |
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Of a kid obsessed |
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And I'd tell them all |
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I knew you well for a short spell |
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I knew you well for a short spell |
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Please don't tell |
