Can't Be Sure - The Sundays
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Can't Be Sure Lyrics
Give me a story and get me a bed
Give me possessions
Oh, love luck and money they go to my head
Like wildfireIt's good to have something to live for you'll find
Live for tomorrow
Live for a job and a perfect behind
High timeAah
England my country the home of the free
Such miserable weather
But England's as happy as England can be
Why cryAnd did you know desire's a terrible thing
The worst that I could find
And did you know desire's a terrible thing
But I rely on mineA-ah
England my country the home of the free
Such miserable weather
But England's as happy as England can be
Why cryAnd did you know desire's a terrible thing
The worst that I could find
And did you know desire's a terrible thing
But I rely on mineDid you know desires a terrible thing
It makes the world go blind
But if desire, desires a terrible thing
You know that I really don't mindAnd it's my life
And it's my life
And though I can't be sure what I want any more
It will come to me laterWell, it's my life
And it's my life
And though I can't be sure if I want any more
It will come to me later, ah
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