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Figured that she'd gone away only temporarily How come I let her ride Though I say that's it's okay All along in verity I'm thinking unless I have her back I'll burn out Brainy, leggy, always wrapped in finest haberdashery How could I let her ride How I ever thought I'd catch other fishes in the sea There were none for me Now unless I have her back I'll burn out Guess she never thought of me as some kind of rarity Took herself a nice peice of the pie and dispensed with me Can't stay low troubled eyes Won't be long Know it's gonna come my way Something I can revel in Not gonna let her ride And when everything's said I'll forget All this shit that could have been I'll be done thinking Unless I have her back I'll burn out From Letras Mania