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Final Fantasy
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Furniture
Try, try, try to arrange me But there's no romance in my blood Try, try, you'll never persuade me My only tears fall with the rain
My father had a dozen wives And a child by every one I am from about, umm, number five So don't expect me to stay with anyone
Try, try, try to arrange me Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com But there's no romance in my blood Try, try, you'll never persuade me My only tears fall with the rain
My mother never takes a break From her pining after furniture Every moment on her feet is torture And I share her love of wine and cake And taking advantage of amateurs
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