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Everything But The Girl Temperamental

This temperamental side, The one you say that you can't hide. D' you ever see yourself - The way it looks to someone else? This temperamental trick,

: This temperamental side, The one you say that you can't hide. D' you ever see yourself - The way it looks to someone else? This temperamental trick

Suburbia, 1 am, you're walking home again shopping bags and broken glass I hate going through the underpass I wish there was some other way around but

high tide of the day And for a while I'm swept away - I just forget it. I use my walkman when I walk, And I don't talk, But later on the moment's

at me, say "what you talking about?" well me, I'm going out, with or without. I know I don't get far and we're where we always are. But the light goes

: know I wasn't good - Maybe I was even bad - But I was way too young To know just what I had. And if I let you down, Now I let you go, But I was so

: How much of yourself do you give away After someone's left your life in disarray? It still hurts But it won't show Because I'm too proud So you're

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I walked the city late at night Just everyone here, do the same I wanna live the things I see 'cause every face, replace my name Across the street,