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Friday, May 13, 2005

You don't bring me flowers..anymore!

You don't bring me flowers..
You don't sing me love songs..
You hardly talk to me anymore..
When I come through the door at the end of the day..
I remember when you couldn't wait to love me..
Used to hate to leave me..
Now after loving me late at night..
When it's good for you, babe..
And you're feeling all right..
When you just roll over and turn out the light..
And you don't bring me flowers anymore..
It used to be so natural (it used to be...)..
To talk about forever..
But used-to-bes don't count anymore.
They just lay on the floor till we sweep them away..
Baby, I remember all the things you taught me..
I learned how to laugh and I learned how to cry..
Well, I learned how to love and I learned how to lie..
So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye..
You don't bring me flowers anymore...
Well, you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye...
You don't say you need me..
And you don't sing me love songs
You don't bring me flowers anymore...


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