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I've had enough of danger |
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And people on the streets |
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I'm looking out for angels |
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Just trying to find some peace |
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Now I think it's time |
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That you let me know |
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So if you love me |
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Say you love me |
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But if you don't just let me go... |
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'Cos teacher |
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There are things that I don't want to learn |
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And the last one I had |
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Made me cry |
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So I don't want to learn to |
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Hold you, touch you |
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Think that you're mine |
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Because it ain't no joy |
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For an uptown boy |
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Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye |
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When you were just a stranger |
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And I was at your feet |
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I didn't feel the danger |
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Now I feel the heat |
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And teacher |
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There are things |
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That I don't want to learn |
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Oh the last one I had |
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Made me cry |
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So I don't want to learn to |
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Hold you, touch you |
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Think that you're mine |
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Because it ain't no joy ,no no joy |
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For an uptown boy |
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Who just isn't willing to try |
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Maybe just one more try... |
