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Easy come and easy go |
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That's what they say when they're about to go broke |
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So try not to choke |
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Put your arms around me and don't ever let go |
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When to see the beast, he was singing the blues |
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Blasting out psalms and spinning the noops |
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Tending the garden and gathering leaves |
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Polishing coffins, burning out thieves |
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Easy come and easy go |
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That's what they say when they're about to go broke |
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So try not to choke |
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Put your arms around me and don't ever let go |
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Call it chance, call it choice |
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Words escape on the breath of your voice |
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Spinning a magic as they arrive |
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It's not fail when it's a shallow dive |
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Easy come and easy go |
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That's what they say when they're about to go broke |
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So try not to choke |
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Put your arms around me and don't ever let go |
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Easy come and easy go |
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That's what they say when they're about to go broke |
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So try not to choke |
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Put your arms around me and don't ever let go |
