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I.R.S.

Love, is it true

What they say of you?

Gonna call the president

Gonna call a private eye

Gonna get the IRS

Gonna need the FBI

There's not anymore that I can do

All the reasons that you give, I follow you

So when you lead them in

That'll be the end of time, it's true

Wouldn't be the first time I've been wrong

Wouldn't be the last I'm sure, I've known

With all the rumors I can tell

Some things didn't work so well

Well, anyway, it feels the same

When you first told me you were gone

So long ago but I still held on

Through all the emotions that I've had to take

And that's the truth, and here's the worst yet

Wouldn't even matter the things that I say

You've made your mind up and gone anyway

And there's no use now in dragging it on

Should've seen it coming all along

Well, it's true, oh I had

My doubts of you

Gonna call the president

Gonna call myself a Private Eye

Gonna need the IRS

Gonna get the FBI

Gonna make this a federal case

Gonna wave it right down in your face

Read it baby, with your morning news

With a sweet hangover and the headlines too, now

Ah, ah

I bet you think I'm doing this all for my health

I should've looked again then at somebody else

Feeling like I've done way more than wrong

Feeling like I'm living inside of this song

Feeling like I'm just too tired to care

Feeling like I've done more than my share

Could've been the way that I carried on

Like a broken record for so long and I do, oh oh

I'm gonna call the president

I'm gonna call a Private Eye

Gonna get the IRS

Gonna need myself the FBI

Ooh, what shall I do

If I gave my heart to you?

It's such a crime, you know it's true

Gonna call the president

Gonna need myself a Private Eye

Ooh, gonna need the IRS

Gonna get the FBI

Gonna make it a federal case

Gonna wave it right down in your face

Read it baby, with your morning news

With the sweet hangover and the headlines too

There's not anymore that I can do

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