History of Lovers

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[Intro]

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[Verse One]

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Louise only got from me innocent poetry
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Although she played to not listen
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But still I can hear myself speak as if no one else
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Ever could offer the same
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Some say she knowingly tastes like a recipe
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Although so foolish and willing
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I said Babe, "I can picture you bend as if wanting to
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Bow as the curtain goes down"

[Chorus]

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Coddle some men, they'll remember you bitterly
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Fuck 'em, they'll come back for more
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I asked my Louise would she leave and so, cripple me

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Then came a knock at the door

[Verse Two]

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I came for my woman, he came with a razor blade
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Bound like us all for the ocean
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I hope that she's happy, I'm blamed for the death
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Of a man who would take her from me

[Solo]

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[Verse Three]

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Some they saw in me innocent poetry
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Some, some they'll never be certain
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But still it's been written, a history of lovers
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In giving, and taking, and ink

[Chorus]

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Coddle some men, they'll remember you fittingly
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Cut ‘em, they'll come back for more
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I asked my Louise, would she leave and so, cripple me
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Then came the knock at the door

[Verse Four]

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Louise came to rescue me, missing, the irony

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Blood made her heart change its beating
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I hope that she's happy I'm blamed for the death of
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The man she found better than me

[Outro Solo]

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