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Extreme Song Lyric:
Tragic Comic
Flowers, I sent,
were found dead on their arrival
The words, I said,
inserted foot in my mouthful
So when, we dance,
My lead it ain't so graceful
(Isn't so, not ain't so)
I'm a hapless romantic
St-t-tuttering po-poet
Just call me a tragic comic
Cause I'm, in, in love with you
And when, we dine,
I forget to push in your seat
I wear, the wine,
spilling hearts all over my sleeve
A stitch, in time,
proposing down on my knees
(Splitting between the seams)
I'm a hapless romantic
St-t-tuttering po-poet
Just call me a tragic comic
Cause I'm, in, in love with you
Nobody, can know the,
trouble I've, seen
Nobody, can know the,
trouble I, get into,
when I'm with you
 
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