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Greetings to the world. [Joss Stone:] |
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Oh what's the first enchanted tear. |
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Crystal drop? little ra-ain |
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Then along came.. your face and. |
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I'll never be the same again. |
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Now you're a steak knife in the back. |
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Selfish cause, complica-ate. |
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This labyrinth, the world we make, is one to be reckoned with. |
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It's a sound that |
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I contain. |
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No. one breathes. their faame |
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Their lines.. me.. so in a bank? |
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Lets search for some common ground. [Jr. Gong:] |
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Well me go so bow chu madame, an ya senorita. |
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Have a likkle superheavy up in |
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I ya mixtcha. |
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It remain in all your stereo just like a fixtcha. |
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When you see us all together what a pretty pictcha. |
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They say lay up what we lay a we don't leap the textcha. |
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It come together archive dem scotch money papah. |
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Ay, me tek no sticka man a step up. |
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So uh no tell um to de wolf sheep on shephard. |
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Dat when the night. |
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Turns to day. |
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And girl and ride. |
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Run away The peace so astound that the love you found. |
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While searching for common ground. [Joss stone, chorus:] |
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Everybody come together hear this sound. |
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Open up your ears look at what we found. |
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Common ground |
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So gather round. |
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Don't matter if your white, yellow, green or brown |
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Every boy and every girl and in every town. |
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Gather round |
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There's common ground. [Mick Jagger:] |
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There was a calvary. |
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Down in new orleans. |
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And when the band would play. |
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Their feet went flying. |
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And underneath the ponds. |
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Bodies were swaying. |
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And in each other's arms. |
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Lovers were prayin. |
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You may the one for me. |
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Love is all around. |
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But what I've found |
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I've been lookin for. |
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Searching for common ground. [Joss Stone:] |
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Everybody come together hear this sound. |
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Open up your ears look at what we found. |
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Common ground |
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So gather round. |
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Don't matter if your white and a green or brown. |
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Every boy and every girl in every town. |
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Gather round |
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There's common ground. |
