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I woke up this morning to the sound of you
throwing every little thing in the house
I told you we could talk about it
but you said that you didn't know how
And now everything is upside down
and the children are all wearing a frown
I try to understand you man
but I don't think I'm gonna know how

No one's gonna understand you
you typical fool, you typical fool
No one's ever gonna know you
you typical fool, you typical fool

I woke up this morning and I couldn't believe
I found a note said you'd be throwing me out
I told you I encompassed imperfection
but you told me not to make a sound
So now I'm beat up, thrown out,
I'm down on my luck and now
I'm walking 'round drunk on the town
There's gotta be a reason, man,
why gravity's always pulling me down

No one's gonna understand you
you typical fool, you typical fool
No one's ever gonna know you
you typical fool, you typical fool
No one's ever gonna need you
you typical fool, you typical fool
No one's ever gonna love you
you typical fool, you typical fool

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