| Okay, stop. |
| Cathy, stop. |
| Listen to me.
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| There are people
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| And they are publishing my book
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| And there’s a party
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| That they are throwing.
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| And while you’ve made it very clear that you’re not going,
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| I will be going.
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| And that’s done.
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| But what’s it really about?
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| Is it really about a party, Cathy?
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| Can we please for a minute
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| Stop blaming and say what you feel?
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| Is it just that you’re disappointed
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| To be touring again for the summer?
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| Did you think this would all be much easier
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| Than it’s turned out to be?
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| Well, then talk to me, Cathy.
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| Talk to me.
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| If I didn’t believe in you,
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| We’d never have gotten this far.
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| If I didn’t believe in you
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| And all of the ten thousand women you are.
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| If I didn’t think you could do Anything you ever wanted to,
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| If I wasn’t certain that you’d come through somehow,
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| The fact of the matter is, Cathy,
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| I wouldn’t be standing here now.
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| If I didn’t believe in you,
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| We wouldn’t be having this fight.
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| If I didn’t believe in you,
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| I’d walk out the door and say, «Cathy, you’re right.»
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| But I never could let that go Knowing the things about you I know--
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| Things when I met you four years ago, I knew.
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| It never took much convincing
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| To make me believe in you.
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| Don’t we get to be happy, Cathy?
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| At some point down the line,
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| Don’t we get to relax
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| Without some new tsuris
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| To push me yet further from you?
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| If I’m cheering on your side, Cathy,
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| Why can’t you support mine?
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| Why do I have to feel
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| I’ve committed some felony
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| Doing what I always swore I would do?
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| I don’t want you to hurt.
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| I don’t want you to sink.
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| But you know what I think?
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| I think you’ll be fine!
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| Just hang on and you’ll see--
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| But don’t make me wait 'til you do To be happy with you--
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| Will you listen to me?
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| No one can give you courage
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| No one can thicken your skin.
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| I will not fail so you can be comfortable, Cathy.
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| I will not lose because you can’t win.
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| If I didn’t believe in you,
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| Then here’s where the travelogue ends.
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| If I didn’t believe in you,
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| I couldn’t have stood before all of our friends
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| And said, «This is the life I choose--
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| This is the thing I can’t bear to lose.
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| Trip us or trap us, but we refuse to fall.»
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| That’s what I thought we agreed on, Cathy.
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| If I hadn’t believed in you,
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| I wouldn’t have loved you at all.
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| Now why don’t you put your dress on and we’ll go, okay?
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| Cathy? |
| Can we just do that, please?
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| Please? |