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    Monica:
    Saturday, I get a call from Mommy
    Saturday, I get a call from Mommy to say Daddy's run away
    Run away with who?
    Judy Katz, Mom's best friend.

    Sunday night, I get a call from Daddy
    Sunday night, I get a call from Daddy and he's laying in bed with you-know-who
    I said, "Talk to me, Dad." And he did.

    He said, "Kid, I don't know how it happened
    I never meant it, too, not for a second,
    And I didn't mean to hurt you, oh
    It's out of my control, I've never been in love
    And when I'm not with her, I'm drowning
    Drowning, can you forgive me, darling daughter?
    Can you forgive my happiness?"

    Yes, of course, love happens
    I think it just happened to me
    I was running, dreaming rainbows
    When unexpectedly, I met someone who
    Touched me somewhere through
    And when I'm not with him I'm cracking
    Cracking

    Never been in love
    Never been in love
    Never, never, never, never been in love before
    Oh
    Never been a love
    Don't know how to deal with love
    Hope it doesn't happen to me anymore

    You can bust down any wall
    But you can never have it all
    When I'm not with him I'm drowning
    I thought it was fear, but now it's hiding
    Slipping, sliding
    Happiness

    Ian:
    Telephone rings, how are you, brother?
    Our mother just dropped dead on the golf course
    She just shot a birdie, so
    She died with a smile on her face

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    Ali made arrangements, I took the pain
    Hard British nights, cold in the rain
    Never gonna see my Mommy again

    Monica:
    Dear Wanker,
    Woke up this morning
    I had to write to you
    What's the point in wondering?

    Both:
    What's new?

    Monica:
    Whatcha doing?

    Ian:
    Whatcha doing?

    Monica:
    Where ya going?

    Ian:
    Where ya going?

    Monica:
    Are you happy?
    Who're you happy with?

    Ian:
    Am I happy?

    Monica:
    Are you thinking?
    Are you singing?
    How's the drinking?
    That's all
    Ian, I really need to speak to you.
    Give me a call

    Ian:
    Why have a little when a lot will do so much better?
    Why have a bittle when a bottle will be wetter?
    There's the riddle
    Why, the kittle go full throttle
    Till the final empty bottle
    What an awful, tragic sight.
    Another lost cause
    Just like my Daddy was

    Monica:
    Come out of the darkness
    Into the light
    Come out of the darkness
    Into the light

    Both:
    Come out of the darkness
    Into the light

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