Concerns about song lyrics from 20 years ago, one in an occasional series: dear Dolores Cranberry, let *what* linger?
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Well, obvs, but now the deeper question: what is *it*?
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The lingering sense of doubt.
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Hm. Doubt? I thought it might be 'the knowledge that I'm such a fool for you', but one could scarcely allow that to linger.
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It's either that or a Ginster's Cornish Pasty. They definitely linger.
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