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THE CURE >> Merchandise Links
THE CURE
You wear your smile Like it was going out of fashion Dress to inflame But douse any ideas of passion You carry your love in a trinket Hanging round your throat Always inviting Always exciting But I must not take off my coat Well I'm tired of hanging around I want someone new I'm not sure who I've got in mind But I know It's not you You ask me questions That I never wanted to hear I am the only one Just until you finish this year I would murder you If I had an alibi Here in my hand But you just laugh Because you don't understand That I'm tired of hanging around I want somebody new I'm not sure Who I've got in mind But I know that it's not you It's not you It's not you It's not you
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