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(Peter Townshend)
I told you why I changed my mind
I got bored by playing with time
I know you thought you had me nailed
But I've freed my head from your garden rails
Now it's a legal matter, baby
You got me on the run
It's a legal matter, baby
A legal matter from now on
My mind's lost in a household fog
Wedding gowns and catalogs
Kitchen furnishings and houses
Maternity clothes and baby's trousers
Now it's a legal matter, baby
Marryin's no fun
It's a legal matter, baby
A legal matter from now on
I told you why I changed my mind
I got bored by playing with time
I know you thought you had me nailed
Well, I've freed my head from your garden rails
Now it's a legal matter, baby
You got me on the run
It's a legal matter, baby
A legal matter from now on
You ain't the first and you ain't the last
I gain and lose my women fast
I never want to make them cry
I just get bored, don't ask me why
Just wanna keep doing all the dirty little things I do
And not work all day in an office just to bring my money back to you
Sorry, baby
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Sarah Loves (8/15/2007 2:52:00 PM)
Then proceed with the charges.
Don't leave me lethargic.
Just throw me in jail-
They'll never post bail.
I won't fight or resist no more;
I'll move like a snail.
Not much left for me to live for.
I've burnt every bridge;
I'm nailed to the floor.
So here I wave my white flag for you.
I'm surrendering all,
and all of this,
I always knew.
Peace.
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