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you can give me, you can give me little piecesof your story, or make it up as you gowell I can tell you about my little vicesor hear yours, this is all I want to knowbut I don't love them anyhowI don't love them anymore nowI don't love them anyhowI don't love them anymore nowI don't love them anyhowI don't need them anyhowI don't love them anymore nowwhat'd you say?that you can write yourself a letter?about what, oh I'd like to knowhurry home, it all depends on the weatherwhether or not, you find that fork in the roadI don't love them anyhowI don't love them anymore nowI don't love them anyhowI don't need them anymore nowI don't love them anyhowI don't love them anyhowI don't love them anymore nowSongtexteyou, you sad and lonely bastardits you, you're gonna give me helli know that its trueyou do anything for laughterbecause now, perhaps you never willand I don't love him anyhowI don't love 'em anymore now Aus Songtexte Mania