CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND
I DON'T WANT TO BE YOR SECOND HAND LOVE
I DON'T WANT TO BE WAITING ALL THE TIME FOR YOU
SITTING BY THE PHONE , STAYING ALL ALONE ON A SATURDAY NIGHT
CAN'T EVEN THINK , SHOULD I POUR ME A DRINK , AND WOUNDER WERE YOU ARE
I FEEL IKE GEABBING MY KEYS RUNNING OUT THE DOOR
TO HER HOUSE TO SEE IF THAT'S WHERE YOU ARE
BUT THEN I POUR ME THAT DRINK , AND I SIT DOWN AND THINK
I SHOULD'NT BE RUNNING AFTER YOU
DON'T WANT A SECOND HAND LOVE , DON'T WANT TO BE THAT FOOL
SO I'M GONNA PACK UP MY LOVE AND SET IT FREE
I WON'T BE YOUR CLOWN WEARING A SAD FROWN ANY MORE
I'M GONNA START MY NEW LIFE , I SET ME FREE
BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO BE , YOUR SECOND HAND LOVE
ANYMORE.......... SALUD .......
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