I went to your house
I knocked very hard
She won't wake up
I slept in the yard
A German and a Russian
And a Frenchman do their best
The Frenchman had a breakdown
So they gave it all a rest
You took a boat to Indochine
And you partied in Saigon
But they followed him
And they begged to him
That they should carry on
I just can't take it
I just can't fake it
I just can't break it to you
I just can't take it
I just can't break it to you
I slept at the bar
I'm not feeling fresh
I hear the roar
Of fighter jets
I went to your house
They bulldozed it down
I danced at a barn
But you weren't around
Lying on my back
Little ground has come to feed
I tightened up my necktie
'Lest the brownies make me bleed
I thought of my inheritance
I did receive today
A few drops for my troubles
And a thing for Morgan le Fay
I just can't take it
I just can't fake it
I just can't break it to you
I just can't take it
I just can't break it to you
I just can't take it
I just can't fake it
I just can't break it to you
I just can't take it
I just can't break it to you
I just can't take it
I just can't fake it
I just can't break it to you
I just can't take it
I just can't break it to you
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