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like morning will keep us |
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locked in our arms |
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roses for weepers |
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not easy to charm |
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and I am not a fool |
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so get on that bus now |
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and ride it on home |
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lone in the back seat |
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with no telephone |
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and I am not a fool |
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if you want to take the world on I will |
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be right there beside you |
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but if you want to sleep the whole day through I will |
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be right there beside you |
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outside they're waiting |
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the people in white |
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it's crying anticipating |
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for someone to fight |
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and I am not a fool |
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if you want to take the world on I will |
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be right there beside you |
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but if you want to sleep the whole day through I will |
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be right there beside you |
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if you want to take the world on I will |
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be right there beside you |
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if you want to take the world on now I will |
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be right there beside you |
