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This is a sticky recital. You can't fake it |
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The truth is the truth |
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No matter how thin you slice it |
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Tell it to the regular chimps |
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Feed it to the pimps |
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Feed it to the pimps before they ice it |
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Keep all the balls in the air |
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Keep all the saucers spinning |
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It ain't about losing or winning |
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It's love lost, lost in love |
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Is there something to be said |
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For the joy of not knowing |
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And have violent ownership |
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Of what you don't say |
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Can you bounce back before the cracks start showing |
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Before loneliness kicks in, the very next day |
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Keep all the balls in the air |
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Keep all the saucers spinning |
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It ain't about losing or winning |
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It's love lost, lost in love |
