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作曲 : The Siddeleys

The rain has washed the pavements

But it cannot clean my heart

I'm trying to find peace of mind

But I don't know where to start -

Sixty-seven paths to run down and every one is wrong

Confusion reigns, confusion gains -

It's been going on far to long

Sometimes I just want to write you letters every day

There are six-hundred things of gross importance that I have to say

But my world is weary and I've nothing left to give

And sometimes I just want to be left alone to live

I've got a bit of a thing about you

I've got a bit of a thing about you

I'd do something hellishly foolish if you came round tonight

Brandy talks and sanity walks away and everything seems bright

I'll never, ever, ever clutch at anyone's hand again

If I wrap myself in these four walls I'll never do wrong again

And sometimes I think thoughts of you that I shouldn't think

It makes me turn, it makes me turn, it makes me turn to drink

Sixty-seven paths to run down and every one is wrong

Confusion reigns, confusion gains - it's been going on far too long -

I've got a bit of a thing about you

I've got a bit of a thing about you

No, I lied -

I've got a hell of thing about you

I've got a hell of a thing about you, honey…