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Took her pills and her magazines Left her lying in her misery He was locked in his room Colored pinwheels as the sirens whine down the avenue Think about it once Take your time don't fuss What you got to lose Everybody choose Think about it once Take your time, don't fuss All the dog-eared pages on your shelf You never talk except about yourself All the red eyes in the room Tried to rearrange your world for you Think about it once Take your time, don't fuss What you got to lose Everybody choose Think about it, once What you got to lose As he pulled his pad and scribbled "suicide" The county coroner, he shook his head from side to side Letras de cancionesHe was a little less than pleased Very pale and very tired The toil of love had brought them to their knees Think about it once Take your time, don't fuss What you got to lose everybody choose (repeat) From Letras Mania