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All you have to do is write a song |
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Not too smart now and not too long |
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Easy to listen to hard to forget |
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Then we'll cut it and press it |
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Release it while the words are still wet |
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All it really takes is to link a few lines |
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Hang em' on a hook and repeat a few lines |
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The words need not be committed |
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Though you'll be if it flops |
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So we're pickin' out your straight jacket |
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For the Top of the Pops |
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When I sing my song |
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My song of songs |
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I want the whole wide world |
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To sing along |
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Sing for me |
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I'll sing for you |
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I want the whole wide world |
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To sing it too |
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All they really want is |
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A witty little ditty |
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For the Broken hearted kids in |
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The broken down cities |
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Make it sort of simple |
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And make it sort of pretty |
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And take your time but hurry |
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'Cos the radio is hungry for your song |
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Sing my song |
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My song of songs |
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I want the whole wide world |
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To sing along |
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Sing for me |
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I'll sing for you |
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I want the whole wide world |
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To sing it too |