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I hate it when I not polite
When it deserved it still not right
So I still wish you better days
Though I dislike you anyway
It doesn mean I can be courteous
Excuse and pardon Me
I get uptight and nervous and tense
Small things tend to become immense
I just beginning to unwind
So if I seem to be unkind
It isn really me that talking
Excuse and pardon Me
My head connected to my heart
And I just can pull them apart
Although they know each other well
The odds are slim that they will gel
They just don seem to go together
Excuse and pardon Me