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Teksty: Erasure. Chorus. Perfect Stranger.

Hell, I gave up my time for a no good affair
You'd think I'd learned by now
To be taken in by a perfect stranger
That I had the know how

Still more, fool me for kidding myself
That's the way it should be
Maybe I should grow up
Would I feel confined to the same space?
Or would I feel
That I [Incomprehensible] myself into a corner?

So long, and you're no friend of mine
You're false and unkind, you're indestructible
No place, I'd rather be than in the ring with you
We'd go twenty rounds

Still more, fool me for killing myself
That's the way it should be
Maybe I should grow up
Would I feel confined to the same space?
Or would I feel
That I [Incomprehensible] myself into a corner?

I see the sky move above me
But I just can't take control
What a sweet sensation
Woah, oh

Aha, love
Sweet, sweet love

Hell, I gave up my time for a no good affair
You'd think I'd learned by now
To be taken in by a perfect stranger
That I had the know how

Still more, fool me for kidding myself
That's the way it should be
Maybe I should grow up
Would I feel confined to the same space?
Or would I feel
(Say goodbye stranger)
That I [Incomprehensible] myself into a corner?