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Lyrics for 'Break This Fool' by 'British Lions'
(john Fiddler/overend Watts)
My Temperature's Risin' I'm Knocked Off My Feet
I'd Get A Better Deal Right Out On The Street Ok
You Look Through Me Like I'm Made Outta Glass
You Don't Need A Diamond To Make That Pass Ok
I Can Tell In Your Eyes That You're Telling Me Lies I Don't Want Your Love
I Can Tell In Your Eyes That You're Telling Me Lies I Don't Want Your Love,
Don't Want Your Love
To Hear You Speak You're Goin' For The Prize
You're Gonna Cut This Freak Right Down To Size Ok (ok)
You're Playin' A Game But You Make The Rules
You're In For The Kill To Break This Fool Ok (ok)
I Can Tell In Your Eyes That You're Telling Me Lies I Don't Want Your Love
I Can Tell In Your Eyes That You're Telling Me Lies I Don't Want Your Love,
Don't Want Your Love,
Don't Want Your Love, Don't Want Your Love
I'm Just A Guy Who's Lost His Cool Now
I'm Just A Clown Who's Become A Fool Now
I'm Just A Road Without No Cars Now
I'm Just A Wound Without A Scar Now
To Hear You Speak You're Goin' For The Prize
You're Gonna Cut This Freak Right Down To Size Ok (ok)
You're Playin' A Game But You Make The Rules
You're In For The Kill To Break This Fool Ok (ok)
I Can Tell In Your Eyes That You're Telling Me Lies I Don't Want Your Love
I Can Tell In Your Eyes That You're Telling Me Lies I Don't Want Your Love,
Don't Want Your Love,
Don't Want Your Love, Don't Want Your Love
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