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The Smiths - Miserable Lie lyrics
So, goodbye Please stay with your own kind And I'll stay with mine There's something against us It's not time It's not time So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye I know I need hardly say How much I love your casual way Oh, but please put your tongue away A little higher and we're well away The dark nights are drawing in And your humor is as black as them I look at yours, you laugh at mine And |
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