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| Pete Atkin sings
Me To Thank by Clive James and Pete Atkin, [Much more at www.peteatkin.com] |
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I've got to where it's hard to find the tears so you can weep I've got to where the step up to the carpet is too steep I've got to where apart from air there's nothing in the tank And I'd like to think that I had time to thank But I've got me to thank I've got me to thank I've got me to thank I should have spoken to you clearly And now the chance is nearly gone and I pay dearly I've got me to thank I don't blame you even slightly I should have made my sorrow brightly lit And put it lightly Not the same complaint twice nightly Holding on to you too tightly I've got to where it's hard to find the sleep so you can dream I've got to wear a diving suit to find my self-esteem I've got to where I hardly care there's nothing in the bank And I'd like to think that I had time to think of who or what to thank But when I do I draw a blank 'Cause I've got me to thank I've got me to thank | |||||
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