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| Sundays Reading Writing And Arithmetic Here's Where The Story Ends people I know, places I go make me feel tongue-tied and I could see how people look down they're on the inside here's where the story ends people I see, [wary/weary] of me showing my good side and I could see how people look down I'm on the outside here's where the story ends ooh here's where the story ends it's that little souvenir of a terrible year which makes my eyes grow soft oh I never should have said the books that you read were all I loved you for it's that little souvenir of a terrible year which makes me wonder why and it's the memories of your shed that make me turn ['round/red] surprise, surprise, surprise lazy I know, places I go make me feel so tired and I can see how people look down I'm on the outside oh here's where the story ends ooh here's where the story ends it's that little souvenir of a terrible year which makes my eyes grow soft and who ever would've thought the books that you brought were all I loved you for oh the devil in me said, go down to the shed I know where I belong but the only thing I ever really wanted to say was wrong, was wrong, was wrong it's that little souvenir of a colorful year which makes me smile inside so I cynically, cynically say, [the world is/well it's] that way surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise here's where the story ends ooh here's where the story ends |
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