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I do think that you could be anything that you wanna be
It's easy, easy
When you say that time will tell, it don't mean the last order bell
Is ringing, ringing

And there's always plenty more G+T in the sea

So you keep playing the same tired old blue song
Oh with the same tired old blues con
Put those songs to sleep
They don't make me weep anymore

You keep playing the same tired old blue song
Oh with the same tired old blues con
Put those songs to sleep
They don't make them weep anymore

Your empty bed ain't no crystal ball
It can't tell you what the future's bringing, bringing
And it's bank holiday, mundane
They dazzle on, they help to stop that flinging, stinging

And there's always plenty more G+T in the sea

So you keep playing the same tired old blue song
Oh with the same tired old blues con
Put those songs to sleep
They don't make me weep anymore

You keep playing the same tired old blue song
Oh an the same tired old blues con
Put those songs to sleep
They don't make me weep anymore

So you're ready to begin again
Let it be good again
With your heart in healing, about to be
Oh, stand up to me
Don't keep playing the same damn old blue song
Oh...anymore

You keep playing the same tired old blue song
Oh...they don't make me weep anymore

You keep playing the same tired old blue song
Oh with the same tired old blues con
Put those songs to sleep
They don't make me weep anymore

You keep playing the same tired old blue song
Oh and the same tired old blues con
Put those songs to sleep
They don't make me weep anymore

Oh keep playing
Oh keep playing
Oh...they don't make me weep anymore
Oh keep playing
Oh keep playing
Oh...they don't make me weep anymore
I do think that you could be anything that you wanna be   It's easy, easy   When you say that time will tell, it don't mean the last order bell   Is ringing, ringing      And there's always plenty more G+T in the sea      So you keep playing the same tired old blue song   Oh with the same tired old blues con   Put those songs to sleep   They don't make me weep anymore      You keep playing the same tired old blue song   Oh with the same tired old blues con   Put those songs to sleep   They don't make them weep anymore      Your empty bed ain't no crystal ball   It can't tell you what the future's bringing, bringing   And it's bank holiday, mundane   They dazzle on, they help to stop that flinging, stinging      And there's always plenty more G+T in the sea      So you keep playing the same tired old blue song   Oh with the same tired old blues con   Put those songs to sleep   They don't make me weep anymore      You keep playing the same tired old blue song   Oh an the same tired old blues con   Put those songs to sleep   They don't make me weep anymore      So you're ready to begin again   Let it be good again   With your heart in healing, about to be   Oh, stand up to me   Don't keep playing the same damn old blue song   Oh...anymore      You keep playing the same tired old blue song   Oh...they don't make me weep anymore      You keep playing the same tired old blue song   Oh with the same tired old blues con   Put those songs to sleep   They don't make me weep anymore      You keep playing the same tired old blue song   Oh and the same tired old blues con   Put those songs to sleep   They don't make me weep anymore      Oh keep playing   Oh keep playing   Oh...they don't make me weep anymore   Oh keep playing   Oh keep playing   Oh...they don't make me weep anymore