Don't mind your make-up, you should better make your mind up
You should try to find out what remains after all
Anticipate that fate just likes to invent shapes
Not into every life a little rain must fall
Oh, didn't I tell you yet that I'm turning to see? Yes, I began
I am still bad so be my right hand
Oh, won't you carry on
I'll wait a fairly long time
Don't know. Are you getting along?
Don't you, don't you tarry in the same condition, in the same place
In any case I‘ll count the days
And if you're ill at ease and no signs of abilities appear to you, it's clear be on the ball
Waiting, slipping, riding on a road that never seems to end or bend, ain't no second chance at all
Oh, didn't I tell you yet that I'm turning to see? Yes, I began.
I am still bad so be my right hand
Oh, won't you carry on
I'll wait a fairly long time
Don't know. Are you getting along?
Don't you, don't you tarry in the same condition, in the same place
In any case I‘ll count the days
On the face of it maybe I'm right, but you don't mind, cause I have my back to the wall
You say to me: hey put away your chow and come with me now
Today I bake for you a chocolate cake

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