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Well, baby how the weeks fade |
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Baby, was the best part of your youth a sensation |
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Yeah, that's a change |
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I never thought I'd end up fooling you |
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Do you hear what they say? |
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All these people living up in my street |
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Well they say |
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"Out of touch, she lives in faded dreams" |
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Renee, Renee, Renee, Renee |
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Baby, how the weeks fade |
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Baby, how the streets change |
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Renee, Renee, Renee, Renee |
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Baby, how the weeks fade |
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And maybe when the cheat plays |
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Maybe when the ace falls from his suit |
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And he tells you |
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"Yeah, that's the game, I didn't want to lose it on the two" |
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You're playing his way |
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But the prize that you've been losing was youth |
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And I say, "Throw the ace and face up to the truth" |
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Renee, Renee, Renee, Renee |
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Baby, how the weeks fade |
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Baby, how the streets change |
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Renee, Renee, Renee, Renee |
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But baby, how the weeks fade |
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Renee, Renee, Renee, Renee |
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Baby, how the weeks fade |
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Baby, how the streets change |
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Renee, Renee, Renee, Renee |
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But baby, as the weeks change |
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And we've seen quite a few |
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I don't know who's fooling who |
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I'm fooling you, I'm fooling you |
