| Oh, darling, I don’t think this serenade
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| Is gonna carry through, is gonna carry through
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| You’re screaming and you’re fighting with your brain
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| And the battling war drives you back and forth, driving you insane
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| You’re crying, you’re crying, you’re crying
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| Oh, but the salt tastes so divine
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| This love, this love, this love
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| Is what I want, is what I want
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| It’s been a while since she had spoke to you
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| And she passed some words, but then you passed a fire
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| Memories flooding back into that part that you want to forget
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| And you wanna kill, oh, and you wanna kill
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| You’re crying, you’re crying, you’re crying
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| Oh, but the salt tastes so divine
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| This love, this love, this love
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| Is what I want, is what I want
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| You drank far too much wine
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| A dizzy spell to block out all the sunshine
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| But it didn’t do you justice for the crime of love
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| No it didn’t do you justice, it didn’t do you justice all for her
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| Oh, love, listen to me, you got it hard but soon it will be easy
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| The crime of love was tried but you did not succeed
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| No, it didn’t do you justice, it didn’t do you any good
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| It didn’t do you justice, no, it didn’t do you justice all for her |