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When you first said you didn't think,
that you could love me any more.
I closed my eyes and held my breath,
and turned my face towards the floor.
You touched my hand and said that maybe,
we should seperate a while.
I hoped that through my sorry look,
you didn't see my great big smile.

I haven't had this much fun in such a long, long time.
This much fun could make me lose my mind.
I haven't had this much fun at all, since you put my back to the wall.
This much fun in such a long, long time.

I kicked around this sleepy town,
just to find there's nothing here.
Avoiding traps of being wrapped,
inside of someone else's fear.
Gonna rip my shirt, and dye my hair,
and if they catch me, I don't care.

I haven't had this much fun in such a long, long time.
This much fun could make me lose my mind.
I haven't had this much fun at all, since you tried to get me to crawl.
This much fun in such a long, long time.

You said you wanted me,
but started bringing me,
down, down, down.
Gotta get away, gonna waste away,
hanging round, around the downtown.

I haven't had this much fun in such a long, long time.
This much fun could make a man go blind.
I haven't had this much fun at all, and I swear I'm having a ball.
This much fun in such a long, long time.
So much fun, it ought to be a crime.