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Tim Finn – What You've Done lyrics
The first time that I saw you
I knew my mind
All my best intentions
I left behind
The secret code is broken
I found it out
When the door is open
There's no room for doubt
And all I ever wanted
Was to meet my special one
All the friends that gathered
I knew each and every one
They can't do what you've done
They can't do what you've done
The torch that you must carry
Is burning me
I saw you with your boyfriend
He's bigger than me
The pretty dress I bought you
I wear myself
Wipes away the memory
Of someone else
The mirror ball is spinning
Like a golden fatso moon
The girls of grace and glamor
Have all arrived too soon
They can't do what you've done
They can't do what you've done
They can't do what you've done
They can't do what you've done
There's a poet in the bathroom
And he's boring everyone
Newspaper reporters
Spoiling all the fun
With their lies and crimes
And piles of rhymes
That don't help anyone
You can't do what you've done
You can't do what you've done
You can't do what you've done
You can't do what you've done
What you've done
What you've done
What you've done
What you've done
I knew my mind
All my best intentions
I left behind
The secret code is broken
I found it out
When the door is open
There's no room for doubt
And all I ever wanted
Was to meet my special one
All the friends that gathered
I knew each and every one
They can't do what you've done
They can't do what you've done
The torch that you must carry
Is burning me
I saw you with your boyfriend
He's bigger than me
The pretty dress I bought you
I wear myself
Wipes away the memory
Of someone else
The mirror ball is spinning
Like a golden fatso moon
The girls of grace and glamor
Have all arrived too soon
They can't do what you've done
They can't do what you've done
They can't do what you've done
They can't do what you've done
There's a poet in the bathroom
And he's boring everyone
Newspaper reporters
Spoiling all the fun
With their lies and crimes
And piles of rhymes
That don't help anyone
You can't do what you've done
You can't do what you've done
You can't do what you've done
You can't do what you've done
What you've done
What you've done
What you've done
What you've done
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