SIMON'S FINAL THOUGHT
Something is wrong with me
Can't seem to get to sleep
I've got a strange disease
Words tumble out of me
Careless and clumsily
Nothing is what it seems
Passing my time planning the crime
Of stealing your heart away from you
Wondering if I could rock you a rhyme
To convince you to marry me
Ya I've got a strange disease
P&C 1998 Sony Music Entertainment (Canada)Inc. Manufactured
and Distributed by 1121 Leslie Street, North York,
OntarioM3C 2J9.
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