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Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air |
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I know I can count on you |
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Sometimes I feel like saying, "Lord, I just don't care" |
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But you've got the love I need to see me through |
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Sometimes I see that the boy is just too rough |
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And things go wrong no matter what I do |
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Now it feels like life is just too much |
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You've got the love I need to see me through |
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Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air |
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I know I can count on you |
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Sometimes I feel like saying, "Lord, I just don't care" |
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But you've got the love I need to see me through |
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Time after time I say, "Oh Lord what's the use?" |
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Time after time I say, "This just won't do" |
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But sooner or later in life the things you love you lose |
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Just like before, I know I call you |
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I can't believe my palms, degrading friends of you |
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I can't believe my fire, oh Lord, what must I do |
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I can't believe what I caught up, master made me new |
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But you've got the love I need to see me through |
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Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air |
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I know I can count on you |
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Sometimes I feel like saying, "Lord, I just don't care" |
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But you've got the love I need to see me through |
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You've got the love |
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You've got the love |
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You've got the love |
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You've got the love |
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I need to see me through |
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I need to see me through |
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You've got the love, yov've got the love, you've got the love |
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Mmm... |
