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I'll spend the next six months
Drinking, drinking
And I will love no one
But my mother, my mother
You cannot count on me
Stop counting
You'd better find your own
Way home, go home
I will not be your lover, lover
I'm still in love with another, another
I may call you up in the night
Late at night
But don't let me into your home
Go home

I don't love you and you definitely
Don't love me

I want to
But I won't