Enter my November Boy with eyes like the sea
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The radio sings «Love Me Do,» yeah I agree
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And I’ve used up every sentence that love has to offer
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So silence or some recycled line, now which would you prefer?
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Now, here’s hoping that you thought to pull your window down
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‘Cause the dogs are still barking Debussy in rounds
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And the night-time noises are leaning to confer
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I’m saying nothing, it makes my feelings just a little louder
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Come aboard this soapbox or just pull me down
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I been taming rats in every corner of this godawful town
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Its just you and me now, our alibis have gone off to bed
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So its up to us and our seasoned smiles to remember what is said
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Now, here’s hoping that you thought to pull your window down
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‘Cause the dogs are still barking Debussy in rounds
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And the night-time noises are leaning to confer
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I’m saying nothing, it makes my feelings just a little louder
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I’m saying nothing, it makes my feelings just a little louder
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There’s something between your teeth
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And if you can’t stand the heat
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Here’s hoping that you thought to pull your window down
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‘Cause the dogs are still barking Debussy in rounds
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And the night-time noises are leaning to confer
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I’m saying nothing, it makes my feelings just a little louder
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I’m saying nothing, it makes my feelings just a little louder |