(Randy Bachman and Burton Cummings)
I should laugh, but I cry
Because your love has passed me by
You took me by surprise
You didn't realize that I was waiting
Time goes slowly but carries on
And now the best years have come and gone
You took me by surprise
I didn't realize that you were laughing
Laughing - the things you're doin' to me
Laughing - that ain't the way it should be
You took away everything I had
You put the hurt on me
Laughing - the things you're doin' to me
Laughing - that ain't the way it should be
You took away everything I had
You put the hurt on me
I go alone now, calling your name
After losing at the game
You took me by surprise
I didn't realize that you were laughing
Time goes slowly, but carries on
And now the best years, the best years have come and gone
You took me by surprise
I didn't realize, that you were laughing
Laughing - the things you're doin' to me
Laughing - that ain't the way it should be
You took away everything I had
You put the hurt on me
Laughing - the things you're doin' to me
Laughing - oh, what you're doin' to me
You took away everything I had
You put the hurt on me
Oo!
Laughing - ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Laughing - ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Laughing - well, you're laughin' at me
Laughing - well, you're laughin' at me
Laughing - oh, what you're doin' to me, girl
Laughing - I'm a-lookin', you're laughin'
Laughing - I'm a-lookin', you're laughin'
Laughing - you're a-lookin', I'm a-laughin'
Laughing - laughin' at me
Laughing - ah, but you're a-laughin', baby
Laughing
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