(And when the world just treats you wrongJust come with me and I'll take you homeNo need to pack a bagWho put your life in the danger zone?You running dropping like a rolling stoneNo need to pack a bagYou just can't stop your hurt from hanging onThe old man dies and then a baby's bornChan, chan, chan, change your lifeAnd when the world just treats you wrongJust come with me and I'll take you homeShan, shan shan shan-gri laNa na na na na na na na na na na) 
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