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Anyway
Not again
Say it isn't so
He's calling me down
For another chat
Why right now
I'm not in the mood
I know
What he's gonna say
Anyway
I'm down the stairs
I'm in the front room
I predict his words
And guess what, I'm right
He's blocking the door
So, I can't get away
I know
What he's gonna say
Anyway
I need to think
Of an excuse
I've got to leave
And stop listening to this
If I don't get out
I'll cry all night
I know
What he's gonna say
Anyway
Not again
Say it isn't so
He's calling me down
For another chat
Why right now
I'm not in the mood
I know
What he's gonna say
Anyway
I'm down the stairs
I'm in the front room
I predict his words
And guess what, I'm right
He's blocking the door
So, I can't get away
I know
What he's gonna say
Anyway
I need to think
Of an excuse
I've got to leave
And stop listening to this
If I don't get out
I'll cry all night
I know
What he's gonna say
Anyway
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