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"Cross My Heart"
Baby, The Stars Shine
Now and then
Do you wash your hands of me again?
Wish me anywhere but home
Drunk and at the end of your phone
From time to time
Do you guess what's really on my mind?
Guess that "How you keeping now?"
Means "Where are you sleeping now?"
But of course it's not polite
To ask you where you spent last night
And if I did you might
Reply that I have no right,
And anyway I'm fine,
Now that you're no longer mine,
If I should tell a lie
I'll cross my heart and hope to die
You'd be appalled
If you knew what I was doing when you called
Yes I can see I'm blundering
And I always end up wondering
Will it ever be alright
To ask you where you spent last night
And can it be polite
The way we never write,
'Cause I don't have the time,
And anyway I'm fine,
If I should tell a lie
I'll cross my heart and hope to die
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Oh I know it's not polite
To ask you where you spent last night
And if I did you might
Reply that I have no right,
And anyway I'm fine,
Now you're no longer mine,
If I should tell a lie
I'll cross my heart and hope to die
I hope we never die
I hope we never die
I hope we never die
Cross my heart. Cross my heart.
Cross my heart. Cross my heart.
Cross my heart. Cross my heart.
Cross my heart.
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