.The clock has ticked eleven and the place is clear>
Reality is kicking in and so is my beer>
I don't make excuses when it's all my fault
If a heart is made of money he's cleaned out my vault
I feel a little wounded and it isn't fair>
To sit inside a parlour and see him standing.
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