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--- Everything But The Girl
Well it's not for me to say, but I can't see what you see in him anyway.
But such righteousness in me is not a nice thing to display, and who am I
for christsakes anyway to judge a life this way, when my own's in
disarray? I watch Saturday kid's TV with the sound turned down. And i
leave food on the eiderdown. All my thoughts pushed underground. Maybe
you're happy - everyone says you are. You drive around on two star, you
leave your life ajar, and God knows you deserve it. Bad luck follows
everyone. So go on, and stop listening to me. Stop listening to me.
And don't ask me how I feel. Don't ask me how I feel. So it's not for
me to say, because I change my mind from day to day, and when I look at
you I only see bits of myself anyway. So go on, and stop listening to
me. Stop listening to me. And don't ask me what to say, or to judge a
life this way when my own's in disarray....