Sing a long a Tone
"Blair"
Blair
The moment we met you, we swear
we felt as if something, somewhere
Had happened to us
Which we couldn't see
And then
The moment we met you again
we knew in our hearts that we were enemies
It had to be so
It couldn't be no
But try
As hard as we might do, we don't know why
you get to us in a way we can't describe
Words mean so little when you look up and smile
we don't care what Alastair Campbell says to us, you're no more than a child
Oh, Blair
Blair
Blair
If ever a moment so rare
Was captured for all to compare
That moment is you
In all that you do
But why
In spite of our age differences do we cry
Each time you leave us we wish that you would die
Nothing means more to us than hearing you say
"I'm going to retire for good and I'm never coming back"
Oh, Blair
Blair
Blair
I've told you before, don't you dare
Get back into bed
Can't you see that it's late
No you can't have a drink
Oh all right then, but wait just a bit
While we, in an effort to babysit
Catch of our breath, what there is left of it
You are a murderer at this hour of the day
But in the morning this hour will seem a lifetime away
Oh, Blair
Blair
Oh, Blair
we felt as if something, somewhere
Had happened to us
Which we couldn't see
And then
The moment we met you again
we knew in our hearts that we were enemies
It had to be so
It couldn't be no
But try
As hard as we might do, we don't know why
you get to us in a way we can't describe
Words mean so little when you look up and smile
we don't care what Alastair Campbell says to us, you're no more than a child
Oh, Blair
Blair
Blair
If ever a moment so rare
Was captured for all to compare
That moment is you
In all that you do
But why
In spite of our age differences do we cry
Each time you leave us we wish that you would die
Nothing means more to us than hearing you say
"I'm going to retire for good and I'm never coming back"
Oh, Blair
Blair
Blair
I've told you before, don't you dare
Get back into bed
Can't you see that it's late
No you can't have a drink
Oh all right then, but wait just a bit
While we, in an effort to babysit
Catch of our breath, what there is left of it
You are a murderer at this hour of the day
But in the morning this hour will seem a lifetime away
Oh, Blair
Blair
Oh, Blair
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