No Heart For Love

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Ill-Advised: Presidential Health and Public Trust is a 1992 book by historian Robert Hugh Ferrell examining politically motivated cover-ups of serious medical issues afflicting U.S. presidents while they were in office. Although Dwight Eisenhower is the main focus of the book, it covers the presidency for a century, from Grover Cleveland's mouth cancer in 1893 to the health of George H.W. Bush, then-current president when the book was first published. All of these instances, Ferrell argues, raised serious questions about the fitness of each president to hold office, as well as whether the presidents and their physicians violated the public trust in keeping the incidents secret. more »

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I may be broke
But I'm not alone
Ten million strong
On the answerphone
Six on the street
Seven more are at home
Roll call
She moans
No tension strings
Boardwalk creeps got me stoned
Beachhead slipstream
She says she's all alone
I play for keeps
A kiss before she goes
What's wrong
She moans
I wished for fame
You walked away
Guess I was played
Love is her game
It was a lie
Right from the start
My dear do you have no heart for love
I've been drunk for days
Trying to forget your face
And the way you taste
Am I deranged
I'm not the type of guy
Who casually intertwines
My dear do you have no heart for love
Word on the street says I've got to go
But I'm in too deep
Drown me in the undertow
Rip current dreams drag me down below
I don't belong
She knows
She takes me
Far away from here
Blue ribbon intimacy
I love the misery
Recanted sighs
Whispered nothings
I don't know what to believe
In the cruel summer heat
I wished for fame
You walked away
Guess I was played
Love is her game
It was a lie
Right from the start
My dear do you have no heart for love
I've been drunk for days
Trying to forget your face
And the way you taste
Am I deranged
I'm not the type of guy
Who casually intertwines
My dear do you have no heart for love
I don't care
About another Sunday blues
I'd take the fall
Instead of you
Is there really nothing more
That I can do
I'd do anything
You want me to
Little bird don't fly away
And leave me
With all this pain
You never meant to stay
I wished for fame
You walked away
Guess I was played
Love is her game
It was a lie
Right from the start
My dear do you have no heart for love
I've been drunk for days
Trying to forget your face
And the way you taste
Am I deranged
I'm not the type of guy
Who casually intertwines
My dear do you have no heart for love
I wished for fame
You walked away
Guess I was played
Love is her game
It was a lie
Right from the start
My dear do you have no heart for love
I've been drunk for days
Trying to forget your face
And the way you taste
Am I deranged
I'm not the type of guy
Who casually intertwines
My dear do you have no heart for love
My dear do you have no heart for love
My dear do you have no heart for love

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