You wear your smile Like it was going out of fashion Dress to inflame But douse any ideas of passion You carry your love in a trinket Hanging round your throat Always inviting Always exciting But I must not take off my coat
Well Im tired of hanging around I want somebody new Im not sure who Ive got in mind But I know That its not you That its not you
You ask me questions That I never wanted to hear I am the only one Just until you finish this year I would murder you If I had the alibi Here in my hand And you just laugh cause you dont understand
That Im tired of hanging around I want somebody new Im not sure Who Ive got in mind But I know that its not you Its not you Its not you Its not you Its not you Its not you No its not you That its not you Its not you Its not you
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