Oh yeah
If you got a guilty conscience
There`s no need to get depressed
Won`t you drop in anytime
Come in and get it off of your chest
It`s a shame that I can`t see you
When we`re both inside of this box
Never knowing what your name is
When we have these private talks
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Won`t you please come back
Cause the sound of your voice has got me wondering why I`m so
distracted
So won`t you please, please come back
I`ll be waiting next time that you call to discuss how you`ve acted
Confession, come on baby
Now, was it her,
That sold you kisses at St. Patrick`s last bazaar
Or the one who drank more whiskey
And drove off in a brand new car
Or the widow who was weeping
For the husband that she lost
Or the one at their reception
Who was dancing with the dogs
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Yes, I`ll be waiting next time
I want your confession
Gimme your confession
You know that`s my profession
So use imagination
You know I`ll be waiting