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I have almost ev'ry thing a human could desire, |
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Cars and houses, bear-skin rugs to lie before my fire |
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But there's something missing, |
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Something isn't there, |
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It seems I'm never kissing the one whom I care for. |
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I want Something To Live For |
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Someone to make my life an adventurous dream |
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Oh, what wouldn't I give for |
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Someone who'd take my life |
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And make it seem gay as they say it ought to be. |
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Why can't I have love like that brought to me? |
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My eye is watching the noon crowds |
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Searching the promenades seeking a clue |
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To the one who will someday be my |
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Something To Live For. |
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I want Something To Live For |
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Someone to make my life an adventurous dream |
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Oh, what wouln't I give for |
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Someone who'd take my life |
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And make it seem gay as they say it ought to be. |
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Why can't I have love like that brought to me? |
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My eye is watching the noon crowds |
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Searching the promenades seeking a clue |
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To the one who will someday be my Something To Live For. |
