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| New Order Substance 1963 It was January, 1963 When Johnny came home with a gift for me He said I bought it for you because I love you And I bought it for you because it's your birthday, too He was so very nice, he was so very kind To think of me at this point in time I used to think of him, he used think of me He told me to close my eyes My gift would be a great surprise I saw tears were in his eyes He never meant to hurt me Oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me There's so many ways our lives have changed But please, I beg, don't do this to me Johnny, don't point that gun at me Can I save my life at any price? For God's sake won't you listen to me? And though he was ashamed that he had took a life Johnny came home with another wife And he often remembered how it used to be Before that special occasion, 1963 There was too many ways that you could kill someone Like in a love affair, when the love is gone He told me to close my eyes My gift would be a great surprise I saw hatred in his eyes He never meant to hurt me Oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me There's so many ways our lives have changed But please, I beg, don't do this to me Johnny, you keep on using me Can I change my life for any price? Oh, Johnny, won't you listen to me? He told me to close my eyes My gift would be a great surprise I saw hatred in his eyes But he never meant to hurt me Oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me There's so many ways our lives have changed But please, I beg, don't do this to me Johnny, you keep on using me Can I change my life for any price? Oh, Johnny, won't you listen to me? I just want you to be mine, I don't want this world to shine I don't want this bridge to burn Oh, Johnny, do you miss me? I just want to feel for you I will always feel for you... |
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