The Long Division - Elvis Costello, Burt Bacharach

Did somebody try to catch your eye

And almost change your sad expression?

Did somebodys hand linger too long?

Must I now make my confession?

But youll never know

What suspicion is Until you lie awake

And every night you ask yourself

«what am I to do?

«Can it be so hard to calculate?

When three goes into two

Theres nothing left over

Hows it gonna feel?

this time its real

Its not a temporary fracture

This is what you get, the stage is set

For you and your attempted rapture

Is he gonna smile

That indulgent smile

When you come running home?

And every night you ask yourself,

«what am I to do?

«Can it be so hard to calculate?

When three goes into two

Theres nothing left over

What am I gonna say?

you turn away

And you leave me here despairing

What am I going to do?

I look at you

You seem to be so long past caring

Did somebody say,

«can we still be friends?

«Only to find out now that its a joke

So ask yourself,

«what am I to do?

«Can it be so hard to calculate?

When three goes into two

Theres nothing left over

Did somebody say,

«can we still be friends?

«Did somebody say,

«can we still be friends?

«Did somebody say,

«can we still be friends?

«Did somebody say,

«can we still be friends?

«Did somebody say,

«can we still be friends?

«Did somebody say,

«can we still be friends?

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