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Vanities, her only charity |
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And she makes donations at the Tiffany's |
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Life is hard without a credit card to get by, get by |
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She sold her dreams for security |
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To a man that now she hardly ever sees |
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With a cold martini in her hand she don't mind, don't mind |
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So throw all your luxuries aside |
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You can't take them with you when you die |
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Still when I look into your |
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Eyes are full of dollar signs |
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Oh, reach into a pocketful of dreams |
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Oh, now, before they fall out of the seams |
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Oh, take a chance, don't matter if you fail |
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You're too scared to try 'cause you might break a nail, oh |
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If you design a plastic happiness |
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Then climb the social ladder to the top, my friend |
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And don't forget to thank the piggy bank in the sky, so high |
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So throw all your luxuries aside |
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You can't take them with you when you die |
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Still when I look into your |
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Eyes they're full of dollar signs |
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Oh, reach into a pocketful of dreams |
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Oh, now, before they fall out of the seams |
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Oh, take a chance, don't matter if you fail |
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You're too scared to try 'cause you might break a nail |
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Oh, reach into a pocketful of dreams |
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Oh, now, before they fall out of the seams |
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Oh, take a chance, don't matter if you fail |
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You're too scared to try 'cause you might break a nail, oh |
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Oh, reach into a pocketful of dreams |
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Oh, now, before they fall out of the seams |
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Oh, take a chance, don't matter if you fail |
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You're too scared to try 'cause you might break a nail |
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Oh, reach into a pocketful of dreams |
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Oh, now, before they fall out of the seams |
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Oh, take a chance, don't matter if you fail |
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You're too scared to try 'cause you might break a nail |
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Oh, reach into a pocketful of dreams |
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Oh, now, before they fall out of the seams |
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Oh, take a chance, don't matter if you fail |
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You're too scared to try 'cause you might break a nail, oh |
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Oh |
