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To run about with no style chasing Her around Dundee Making sense about as much as Nonsense is meant to make sense Sleeping in 'cause I'm mortified To go outside today All this time and I have changed So much but sometimes never Keep in time All my love I am leaving here Because I cannot cope With yer man touching you and Patronising me What's his game I don't give A toss about what he's to say For himself or for anyone For that matter Keep in time All this time I'm thinking If I could make you love me I'd be better this time Swear to god From Letras Mania