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Some people, they tease one another |
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Take pride in themselves |
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Keeping the other one down |
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Well, I'm not like that at all |
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Some people, they hurt one another |
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They love to see |
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Hurt in the other one's eyes |
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Well, I'm not like that at all |
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Some people are born for each other |
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They love to walk |
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Holding the other one's hand |
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They always understand |
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Some people cry, some people know why, ohh |
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Some people, they use one another so aimlessly |
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Not like lovers do |
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Well, I'm not like that at all |
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Some people, they long for each other |
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They love to talk |
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Holding the other one's hand |
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They always understand |
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Some people cry, some people know why |
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With a word unspoken, with a voice unheard |
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When a thought is broken by a tender word |
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When a heart is moved, when a heart is thrown |
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The silence tells you you're not alone |
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Some people are born for each other |
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They love to walk |
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Holding the other one's hand |
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They always understand |
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Some people cry, some people know why, some people |
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(Some people are born for each other) |
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They love to walk holding the other one |
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(Some people they long for each other) |
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They love to talk holding the other one |
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(Some people are born for each other) |
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They love to walk holding the other one |
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Holding the other one |
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Holding each other |