Once a label is on something
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It becomes an it
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Like it’s no longer alive
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It’s like a loss of vision
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Or some dark impression
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Or a black spot on your eye
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If it’s up to you
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My little sweet baboo
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Through the shouting and the fever
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Think of life as queer
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Think of it my dear
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As some knobs or a fancy tone
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From here there is no reason
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Baby’s got it made
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But it’s not what the life’s about
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What is imagination?
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May become a fact
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If we think of it that way
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If you want to know
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I can tell you now
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Or if you make it through somehow
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Or is it best to keep or fall to sleep
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It isn’t looking very good to me from here
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Hey
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know
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What do New York couples fight about
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Brother’s gonna work it out
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(Baby's got the bed sheet)
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How do
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(That was under you)
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New York
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(When your time and and the life expires)
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Couples Fight it out
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What these couples fight about
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(Keeps it in the closet)
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What do
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(Keeps it to herself)
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New york
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(She should throw the damn thing out)
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Couples fight about
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But their gonna work it out
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(Why should you continue)
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How do
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(To shake it off)
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New York
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(Would you write things on the wall)
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Couples fight it out
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What these couples fight about
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You could make it hard, to be
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In the shouting you will see
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Or is it best to change the world you’re keeping
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Down again
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Hey
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know…
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Such is the sound of sorry
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Without the shy report
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Or the grips that could hold you down
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(Just when things were looking up
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You act just like a horses butt)
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Everything was simple
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But the body’s worn
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Got the life spread on the ground
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(Powder pink and general
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The kitchen sink, a funeral)
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Every loving other
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Don’t you fade on me
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Like a bomb that’s about to blow
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(Often we will overlook
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The things that make it undercooked)
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We can make it hard
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Or we can take the world apart
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Or you’d never be that sure?
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Of the simple thing that makes you want to cry again
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Hey
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know 'cause I forget
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He’s distressed
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And I forget
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I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know |