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The sleepless nights, the daily fights |
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The quick toboggan, when you reach the heights |
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I miss the kisses and I miss the bites |
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I wish I were in love again |
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The broken dates, the endless waits |
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The lovely loving and the hateful hates |
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The conversation with the flying plates |
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I wish I were in love again |
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No more pain, no more strain |
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Now I'm sane |
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But I would rather be punched drunk |
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The pulled out fur of cat and cur |
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The fine mismating of a him and her |
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I've learned my lesson |
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But I wish I were in love again |
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The furtive sigh the blackened eye |
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The words, "I love you 'till the day I day" |
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The self deception that believes the lie |
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I wish I were in love again |
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When love congeals it soon reveals |
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The faint aroma of performing seals |
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The double-crossing of a pair of heals |
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I wish I were in love again |
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No, no more care, no, no despair |
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Now I'm all there now |
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But I'd rather be punch drunk |
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Believe me sir I much prefer |
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The classic battle of a him and her |
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I don't like quiet and I wish I were |
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In love again, in love again, in love again |
