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Explain to you, |
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The girl who tells me that she knows herself. |
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I say to you, (my girl,) |
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You don't know you, (my girl,) |
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Only really shallow people know themselves |
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It's true to say. |
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Everybody's playing happy Freud. |
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I say to you, (my girl,) |
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You don't know you, (my girl,) |
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Your Capricorn is showing, |
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And the edge is getting frayed, frayed. |
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Here's to all those people |
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Who know themselves; (They really know themselves.) |
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They look into a mirror and |
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They know themselves. (They really know themselves.) |
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I will build them |
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A mirror they can see themselves |
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As other people see them! |
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Here's to all those people |
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Who know themselves; (They really know themselves.) |
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They look into a mirror and |
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They know themselves. (They really know themselves.) |
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I will build them |
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A mirror they can see themselves |
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As other people see them! |
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Bum bup ba! Babba babba ba! |
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Everybody's playing happy Freud. |
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I say to you, (my girl,) |
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You don't know you, (my girl,) |
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Your Capricorn is showing, |
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And the edge is getting frayed. |
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Bum bup ba! Babba babba ba! |
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Everybody's playing happy Freud. |
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I say to you, (my girl,) |
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You don't know you, (my girl,) |
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Your Capricorn is showing, |
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And the edge is getting frayed. |
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Bum bup ba! Babba babba ba! |
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Bum bup ba! Babba babba ba! (Say to you!) |
