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Kate Miller-Heidke( Kate Miller Heidke )
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For The Hundredth Time
Lyricist:Kate Miller-heidke, Keir Nuttall
I'm telling you, you're the only one I'm telling you every day I say You're all that I want You're all that I want
I cannot replace Just because I may want to be alone Or hanging 'round with my friends Doesn't mean to say, is not to say
That I am not content But you take it to heart Well, I remain unfailingly stable This is where it starts
So I'll tell you, tell you Tell you for the hundredth time I still love you, I still love to tell you Tell you, tell you that you're first in line I'm not bored and I don't want more
You somehow got the picture That you're getting in the way It's got me in the middle of the difficult days For the hundredth time I tell you, tell you, tell you that you're mine
Did Antoni and Cleopatra ever feel this way? Did Elizabeth Taylor's suitors fail to give the lady space? Did Adolf and Avis struggle to find the common ground?
Well, pardon the pun But gravity somehow always gets me down And then you start to whine That's your [unverified]not mine Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
So I'll tell you, tell you Tell you for the hundredth time I still love you, I still love to tell you Tell you, tell you that you're first in line I'm not bored and I don't want more
You somehow got the picture That you're getting in the way It's got me in the middle of the difficult days For the hundredth time I tell you, tell you, tell you that you're mine
Just because I'm irritated every time you speak Just because the monotone Of your voice gives me the creeps When I see your smile, I start to taste bile
But how could you ever construe to me That I do not love you? So come on, honey-pie Smoochy, lovely, cuddly, duddly? Would I tell a lie?
When I tell you, tell you Tell you for the hundredth time I still love you, I still love to tell you Tell you, tell you that you're first in line I'm not bored and I don't want more
You somehow got the picture That you're getting in the way It's got me in the middle of the difficult days For the hundredth time, for the millionth time I tell you, tell you, tell you that you're mine not
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