© 2001-2004Ain't it a shame[Written by Wilson/Ricky Wilson/Keith Strickland][vocals by sinéad o'connor] Flying saucers could land And it wouldn't make much difference to my man I could walk aboard and thank the Lord And leave this damn town in seconds flat Check my bags and never come back Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out Oh, I've been unkind Not like you Ain't I ashamed Being misused Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out I liked your Chevy Duster I liked your brand new trailer I liked your color TV But you looked at that color TV More than me More than me h, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out |
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