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You see 'em comin' at you every night |
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Strung on pretension, they fall for you at first sight |
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You know their business, you think it's a bore |
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They make you restless, it's nothin' you ain't seen before |
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Get around town, spend your time on the run |
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You never let down, say you do it for fun |
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Never miss a play, though you make quite a few |
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You give it all away - everybody wants you |
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You crave attention, you can never say "no" |
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Throw your affections any way the wind blows |
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You always make it, you're on top of the scene |
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You sell the copy like the cover of a magazine |
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Puttin' on the eyes 'til there's nobody else |
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You never realize what you do to yourself |
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The things that they see make the daily reviews |
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You never get free - everybody wants you |
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Everybody knows you |
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Everybody snows you |
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Everybody needs you, leads you, bleeds you |
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Nights of confusion and impossible dreams |
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Days at the mirror, patchin' up around the seams |
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You got your glory, you paid for it all |
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You take your pension in loneliness and alcohol |
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Say goodbye to conventional ways |
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You can't escape the hours, you lose track of the days |
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The more you understand, seems the more like you do |
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You never get away - everybody wants you |
