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(
Tim Finn)
You got a funny wayof showing that you care
It's strange the way you go about it
You gotta find a wayof proving that you're herebefore I begin to doubt it
Count the hours
Question everythingfor the record
You got the final say
No matter what I do
It's hard to turn the other cheek
You got a funny wayof telling me goodbye
Your car is idling as we speak
Count the hours
Question everythingfor the record
Count the hours
Question everything
I come running with open arms
I come running with everything I own'cos I'm not made of stone
Count the hours
Question everythingfor the record
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