You're Still Picking The Same Sore

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1.I have known you both now  It seems for so long       I can't get you together so

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 I've written you a song               Take it as you please with a frown or with a

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 smile           Or think a-bout it for a while                        You're still

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 fighting an old old war         You just keep on picking      the same sore

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   2.First I hear one story like it's the cold hard facts                    Then I

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 hear the other say no it was never like that              One day I'm a doctor the

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 next day I'm a guide            And you both want me to take sides

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    You're still fighting a cold cold war              And you just keep on picking
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     the same sore                             (Fade out after last verse)

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3.No matter what I do I know that I can't win
  He says what'd she say, she says what'd you hear from him
  And neither one of you would ever take the blame
  You both should be ashamed
  When you first met you were just like kids in a candy store
  Now you both keep picking the same sore

4.I think I'll get together all your friends and me
  And we'll buy a boat and send you off to sea
  And you can sail that ship to a far off distant shore
  And keep on fighting evermore
  And there'll be no-one there for you to bore
  And you can both keep picking the same sore