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I've always thought of you as my brick wall,
Built like an angel, six feet tall,
Six feet tall.
And when you go away, I start to weep,
You're too expensive girl to keep,
Isn't it sweet?

I don't know where to begin, living in sin.
How can you talk? Look where you've been.
I've counted the nights, living in sin.
How can you talk? Look where we've been.

Take my independent point of view,
I've loosened in my wallet, thanks to you,
Don't do me any favours.
Hark, the herald angels sting,
Please repair my broken wings,
Why won't you look at me? I live and breathe.

I don't know where to begin, living in sin.
How can you talk? Look where you've been.
I've counted the nights, living in sin.
How can you talk? Look where we've been.

I don't know where to begin, living in sin.
How can you talk? Look where you've been.
I've counted the nights, living in sin.
How can you talk? Look where we've been.

Blame it on appearance, it might seem
A shame that I had crushed my dream.