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So you think I'm something special, like I know a thing or two? |
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Like my eyes don't ever wander, like my aim is always true? |
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So you think I'm not a dirty rotten scoundrel through and through? |
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Lady, I've got news for you. |
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So you think that you're the only one to cry yourself to sleep? |
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That you're the only one who's scared they all forget you when you leave? |
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So you think that you're the only one whose heart is black and blue? |
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Listen, I've got news for you, for you. |
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I might as well just tell you that it's true, |
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It's true: listen, I've got news for you. |
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So you think you don't need anyone to love you? |
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So you think you don't need anyone to love? |
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But you do. |
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So you say there is no hope. Maybe God is dead and gone. |
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So you think that he can't break a heart that's harder than a stone? |
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So you feel so wrecked and dirty, he could never make you new? |
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Man, have I got news for you, for you. |
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I'm so compelled to tell you that it's true, |
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So true: listen, I've got news for you. |
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I tell you I've got news for you. |
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I've got good news for you. |
