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: If You Ever Need A Heart |
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Pardon me baby
I just need a moment of your time
Forgive me baby
But I don't think your man is keepin' time
Remember how his face was up and gone
Friday nights
And now they taste so long and lonely
The night it shines to tell the tale
Of lies beneath your wishing well
I don't think I could ever bleed my soul to someone else
If you ever need a heart
If you ever need somebody's
Take mine
Falling behind you
The boy rips away at the hem of your dress
He'd never break us
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