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Every
time
I
think
of
you
I
feel
shot
right
through
with
a
bolt
of
blue.
It's
no
problem
of
mine
but
it's
a
problem
I
find,
living
a
life
that
I
can't
leave
behind.
There's
no
sense
in
telling
me
the
wisdom
of
a
fool
won't
set
you
free.
But
that's
the
way
that
it
goes,
and
it's
what
nobody
knows,
while
every
day
my
confusion
grows.
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