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♪ When you look into his eyes and he turns away ♪
♪ And you're at a corner table, there is nothing much to say ♪
♪ Just how plainly can he tell you? Does he have to spell it out? ♪
♪ Face it, girl! Oh, it's over you! Oh, yeah, it's over! ♪
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♪ When he glances at his watch and it is late and you try hard to amuse him ♪
♪ But he doesn't concentrate, does he have to draw you pictures? Does he have to shout out loud? Face it, girl! Oh, it's over! ♪
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♪ What's the use? What's the use in hanging on? While he slowly slips away? Don't go along for the ride, keep some semblance of pride, there's nothing left you can do. ♪
♪ There ain't nothing you can do. There ain't nothing you can do. ♪
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♪ Well, the time has come, I know, for our last goodbye. Guess I'll have to go on living, though it's easier to die. Give me strength enough to make it. Take it like a woman should. Face it, girl! Give me the strength I need to make it! Oh, I gotta go on, I gotta take it! Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know! ♪
♪ I know, I know, I know, I know, I know it's over! Oh, yeah, it's over! ♪
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