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(piano)
♪ I won't send roses ♪
♪ Or hold the door ♪
♪ I won't remember ♪
♪ Which dress you wore ♪
♪ My heart is too much in control ♪
♪ The lack of romance in my soul ♪
♪ Will turn you gray, kid ♪
♪ So stay away, kid ♪
♪ Forget my shoulder ♪
♪ When you're in need ♪
♪ Forgetting birthdays ♪
♪ Is guaranteed ♪
♪ And should I love you, you would be the last to know ♪
♪ I won't send roses ♪
♪ And roses suit you so ♪
(piano)
♪ My pace is frantic ♪
♪ My temper's cross ♪
♪ With words romantic, I'm at a loss ♪
♪ I'd be the first one to agree ♪
♪ That I'm preoccupied with me ♪
♪ And it's inbred, kid ♪
♪ So keep your head, kid ♪
♪ In me you'll find things like guts and nerve ♪
♪ But not the kind things that you deserve ♪
♪ And so while there's a fighting chance ♪
♪ Just turn and go ♪
♪ I won't send roses ♪
♪ And roses suit you so ♪
(upbeat music)