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Morrissey - The Operation lyrics
You fight with your right hand And caress with your left hand Everyone I know is sick to death of you With a tear that's a mile wide In the kite that you're flying Everyone I know is sick to death of you Ever since You don't look the same You're just not the same, no way You say clever things and You never used to You don't catch what I'm saying When you're deafened to advice Everyone here is sick to the Back teeth of you With a tear that's a mile wide In the kite that you're flying Everyone here is sick to the Tattoo of you Ever since You don't look the same You're just not the same, no way You say pleasant things and There is no need to Still, you fight with your right hand And caress with your left hand Ooh, ooh ... Sad to say ... How once I was in love with you Sad to say ... You don't catch what I'm saying When you're deafened to advice Ooh, ooh ... Ever since You don't look the same You're just not the same, no way What the hell have They stuck into you |
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