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"The way I see it," he said |
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"You just can't win it |
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Everybody's in it for their own gain |
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You can't please 'em all |
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There's always somebody calling you down |
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I do my best |
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And I do good business |
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There's a lot of people asking for my time |
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They're trying to get ahead |
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They're trying to be a good friend of mine |
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I was a free man in Paris |
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I felt unfettered and alive |
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There was nobody calling me up for favors |
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And no one's future to decide |
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You know I'd go back there tomorrow |
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But for the work I've taken on |
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Stoking the star maker machinery |
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Behind the popular song |
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I deal in dreamers |
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And telephone screamers |
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Lately I wonder what I do it for |
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If l had my way |
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I'd just walk out those doors |
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And wander |
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Down the Champs Elysees |
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Going cafe to cabaret |
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Thinking how I'll feel when I find |
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That very good friend of mine |
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I was a free man in Paris |
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I felt unfettered and alive |
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Nobody was calling me up for favors |
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No one's future to decide |
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You know I'd go back there tomorrow |
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But for the work I've taken on |
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Stoking the star maker machinery |
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Behind the popular song. |