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Everybody's selling something |
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Wanting more than what they have and |
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Haven't got the sight of sense |
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To sense what's really going round |
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And no one wants to tell the truth |
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We'll fight to know the rules |
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That tell us to be good enough |
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And no one knows |
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that you and I, |
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baby we see eye to eye |
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Everybody's selling something |
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But you cant buy satisfy |
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Everybody's on this ride |
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And no one knows |
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That you and I |
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Baby, we see eye to eye |
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I'm not surprised that |
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no one knows |
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That you and I |
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Baby, we see eye to eye |
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I'm not surprised |
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Its a carnival of winners, fighters, |
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losers, weepers, on and on and on |
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And liars try to keep us scared |
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till we don't care what side were on |
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And no one knows |
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That you and I |
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Baby, we see eye to eye |
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I'm not surprised that |
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No one knows |
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That you and I |
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Baby, we see eye to eye |
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Everybody's selling something |
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Wanting more than what they have and |
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Haven't got the sight of sense |
