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| Watchmen McLaren Furnace Room Anything But That Pretty lady next to me, No more tears yeah, no more crying Not to late to start again, keep on moving, keep on trying Too much pain for one life Too much pain for a loving wife Starry eyes have turned to grey Make these clouds all go away I don't want to see no more hands falling on me I just think it's time to leave And now you finally cry I just think it's time to leave Rebel man has come and gone, Poor little boy can't sing his song Working down at the factory, how come things aren't how they ought to be Here comes Pop he sure looks mad Much to mean to call my dad Hey there Mom What did I do? Nothing Sweetie, it's not you I don't want to hear my little girl shedding no tears I just think it's time to leave And I don't want to dry my little boys crying eyes I just think it's time to leave I was twenty years old what could I do? Twenty years old when we had you And I don't think you're being fair Still a little boy at heart Running around in her backyard Little girl is all grown up, she's come to know a loving touch Got to find the same for mom, keep that heartbeat moving along Hey there dad what you gonna do? Kick in the door and try to break through To get to her you gotta break through me I ain't the little kid I used to be I refuse to see anymore hands falling on me I just think it's time to leave And now you finally cry Without your love I'll surely die I just think it's time you leave |
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