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It's outrageous to line your pockets off the misery of the poor. |
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Outrageous the crime some human beings must endure. |
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It's a blessing to wash your face in the summer solstice rain |
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It's outrageous that a man like me stand here and complain. |
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But I'm tired, 900 sit-ups a day. |
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I'm painting my hair the colour of mud, mud, OK? |
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I'm tired, tired, anybody care what I say? NO! |
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Painting my hair the colour of mud. |
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Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Ah, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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It's outrageous the food they try to serve in the public school. |
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Outrageous the way they talk to you like some kind of clinical fool |
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It's a blessing to rest my head in the circle of your love. |
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It's outrageous, I can't stop thinking about the things I'm thinking of. |
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But I'm tired, 900 sit-ups a day. |
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I'm painting my hair the colour of mud, mud, OK? |
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I'm tired, tired, anybody care what I say? NO! |
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Painting my hair the colour of mud. |
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Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Ah, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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God will, like he waters the flowers on the window sill. |
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Take me, I'm an ordinary player in the key of C, |
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And my will was broken by my pride and my vanity |
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Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
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God will, like he waters the flowers on the window sill. |
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Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? |
