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Ain't It A ShameFlying saucers could landAnd it wouldn't make much difference to my man I could walk aboard and thank the Lord And leave this damn town in seconds flat Check my bags and never come back Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out Oh, I've been unkind Not like you Ain't I ashamed Being misused Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out I liked your Chevy Duster I liked your brand new trailer I liked your colour TV But you looked at that colour TV More than me More than me Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out Oh, our love is Like a fuse that's burned out |