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© Keith Michael Roberts, 2000-.
The love we knew it was fine, baby.
A year or two it took my mind, baby.
But the way you did me was a crime, baby,
I'll never bother you again.
I'll never phone you, I'll never write;
never fantasize about holding you tight.
Even in my dreams in the middle of the night,
I'll never bother you again.
All you said you needed was some time, baby.
You begged and pleaded and I walked the line, baby.
The way you did me was a crime, baby,
I'll never bother you again.
I'll never phone you, never write,
never fantasize about holding you tight.
Even in my dreams in the middle of the night,
I'll never bother you again.
Someday when you stop for a while and turn your mind to me,
I think you'll see right from the start:
that while some men love like the angels above,
some the demons be;
you got the worst and the best of me.
The love we knew it was fine, baby.
A year or two it took my mind, baby.
The way you did me was a crime, baby,
I'll never bother you again.
I'll never phone you, never write,
never fantasize about holding you tight.
Even in my dreams in the middle of the night,
I'll never bother you again.
I'll never bother you again.
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