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John Wesley Harding - Same Thing Twice lyrics
He's done it all a million times The gags, the repartee, the little crimes Every audience is special and that goes for you He looks into your eyes again He never does it but he tries again That old boy lost look could bruise you black and blue Everybody's looking for a single row so they can be alone Cos every time the lights go up, they'd rather be at home I looked through all the wanted ads with a fine toothed comb And all I came up with was another evening Doing the same thing twice That's what I was doing All the drinks that he's been sinking Never ask him what he's thinking Every audience is unique and that goes for you Dead or alive you're coming with me Because everything's my cup of tea That's why I've got a gold suit and some green italian shoes Everybody says they had, but we all know they didn't It's impossible to be a little bit pregnant Give me the whole fruit cos I'm getting just a segment And all I end up with is another evening Doing the same thing twice Well it hurts so bad to get this stoned By ugly looking bureaucrats with ears like headphones Reading The Sun, Sunday Sport, S.Ideal Home, Woman's Own Looks like you're on your own Bring me on the magic sponge My dying gasp, my final lunge It's all over now bar the dance Do it now but don't get caught I've been having third thoughts They can be so clever, only when the script demands You cluttered up the sky now so you can't follow any star Someone's sitting next to you in an empty cinema No-one wants to end up face down in a reservoir And I don't wanna end up with another evening Saying the same thing twice |
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