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And when you climb, into your bed tonight. |
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And when you lock and bolt the door. |
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Just think of those, out in the cold and dark, |
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'cause there's not enough love to go 'round. |
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And sympathy is what we need my friend, |
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And sympathy is what we need. |
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And sympathy is what we need my friend, |
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'cause there's not enough love to go 'round, |
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'cause there's not enough love to go 'round. |
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Now half the world, hates the other half. |
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And half the world, has all the food |
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And half the world, lies down and cries: We starve, |
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'cause there's not enough love to go 'round. |
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And sympathy is what we need my friend, |
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And sympathy is what we need. |
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And sympathy is what we need my friend, |
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'cause there's not enough love to go 'round, |
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No there's not enough love to go 'round. |
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Just think of those, out in the cold and dark, |
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'cause there's not enough love to go 'round. |
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And sympathy is what we need my friend, |
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And sympathy is what we need. |
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And sympathy is what we need my friend, |
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'cause there's not enough love to go 'round, |
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No there's not enough love to go 'round. |
