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Once upon a sign I read a warning and it said
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'When in Rome don't feed the lions'
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What it meant I can't hazard a guess
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But now I've learnt my lesson I'm a better person
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I'm filled up with high hopes and I'm fed up with soft soaps
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Long in the tooth and short on wisdom
F#m B
Up to here with the ache of it
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And if the matchmaker calls hand in hand
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With a catch of the day I'll rise to the bait
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But it'll still be more than a heart can take
C#m
More than feeling great
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More than a tongue can tell
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I'd need to take leave of my senses to get a moment's rest
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Following in footsteps
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Footsure in fancy dress
C#m B
Head in my hands I'm making plans
F#m B
Hoovering up for the day
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When the matchmaker calls hand in hand
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With the catch of the day I'll raise to the bait
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But it'll still be more then a heart can take
C#m
More than feeling great
E B
More than a tongue can tell
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And the itch to get rich quick
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Has never been so hard to reach
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With my hands tied behind my back
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Shin deep in cement and sand
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Just like the anchor-man I broke loose
C#m
And crashed to the sea bed
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Clutching the shortest straw
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And if you threw me a line that's as smart as you think
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It wouldn't stop me sinking down to cry
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On what flashed before my eyes
