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*** Autor textu: R.Smith *** Autor hudby: 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
beause 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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