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    Oh good Lord above, i'm immune to the love of a good man
    I go for the suckers, the mean motherf*ckers I can't resist.
    If I should get bitten. As long as he's smitten I understand
    That pain comes with pleaure, such bittersweet treasure cannot be missed.

    So how can you help me now?
    I can't help myself....

    I go on and jump, give it a try
    Checking the parachute, see if it flies.
    Oh if I should break my neck I never bruise....
    I go on and just, give it a try
    Don't call the ambulance, i'm still alive
    And if I should break my neck i'll make the news.

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    The Friday night ritual of pulling habitual non-entities.
    The lawyers, the bankers, the next morning thank yous and "call you soon..."
    These public school faces, I thought time erases one's misery
    Oh no, it comes back to haunt you, old photos will taunt of your big mistake

    So how can you save me now?
    I can't save myself....

    I go on and jump, give it a try
    Checking the parachute, see if it flies.
    Oh if I should break my neck I never bruise....
    I go on and jump, give it a try
    Don't call the ambulance, i'm still alive
    And if I should break my neck i'll make the news.

    I go on and jump, give it a try
    Checking the parachute, see if it flies.
    Oh if I should break my neck I never bruise....
    I go on and jump, give it a try
    Don't call the ambulance, i'm still alive
    And if I should break my neck i'll make the news.
    I go on and jump, give it a try
    Don't call the ambulance, i'm still alive
    And if I should break my neck i'll make the news.

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    Composición: Nerina Pallot

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