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Happy birthday My runaway It's December The month you went away This is the cost of love To be lost, my love Don't be distraught This is the cost of love I took them down. I took them down. I took the posters from the walls I took the carpet from the hall I took them back. I took them back. Took back the brain distracting books I took the curtains from their hooks My doctor said to let up on it now Get on with it some how That ain't sitting well In the month of May My runaway I sat out on the street I tried to be discreet But this is the cost of love To be lost, my love Don't be distraught This is the cost of love I took them down. I took them down. I took the posters from the walls I took the carpet from the hall I took them back. I took them back. Took back the brain distracting books I took the curtains from their hooks My doctor said to let up on it now Get on with it some how But that ain't sitting well My doctor said to let up on it now Get on with it some how Don't worry, that ain't sitting well Happy birthday My runaway It's December The month you went away |