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One More Try 
Easy
de George Michael
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I've had enough of danger
And people on the streets
I'm looking out for angels
trying to find some peace
Now I think it's time
That you let me know
So if you love me
Say you me
But if you don't just let me go...
'Cause teacher
are things
That I don't want to learn
And the last one I had
Made me cry
So I don't to to
Hold you, you
Think that you're mine
Because it ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose teacher has told him goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
When you just a stranger
And I was at your feet
I didn't feel the danger
Now I feel the heat
That look in your eyes
Telling me no
So you think that you me
Know that you me
I wrote the song, I know it's wrong
Just let me go...
And teacher
There are things
I don't want to learn
Oh the one I had
Made me cry
So I don't to learn to
Hold you, you
Think that you're mine
Because it ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose has told him goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
So when you say you need me
That you'll never leave me
I know you're wrong, you're not that strong
Let me go
And teacher
are things
That I still have to learn
But the one I have is my pride
(Oh) so I don't want to
Hold you, you
that you're mine
Because there ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Who isn't willing to try
I'm so cold
Inside
just one more try...
And people on the streets
I'm looking out for angels
trying to find some peace
Now I think it's time
That you let me know
So if you love me
Say you me
But if you don't just let me go...
'Cause teacher
are things
That I don't want to learn
And the last one I had
Made me cry
So I don't to to
Hold you, you
Think that you're mine
Because it ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose teacher has told him goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
When you just a stranger
And I was at your feet
I didn't feel the danger
Now I feel the heat
That look in your eyes
Telling me no
So you think that you me
Know that you me
I wrote the song, I know it's wrong
Just let me go...
And teacher
There are things
I don't want to learn
Oh the one I had
Made me cry
So I don't to learn to
Hold you, you
Think that you're mine
Because it ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose has told him goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
So when you say you need me
That you'll never leave me
I know you're wrong, you're not that strong
Let me go
And teacher
are things
That I still have to learn
But the one I have is my pride
(Oh) so I don't want to
Hold you, you
that you're mine
Because there ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Who isn't willing to try
I'm so cold
Inside
just one more try...
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