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Since my heart is golden |
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I've got sense to hold it |
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Tempted just to make an ugly scene |
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No I'm not as proper |
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My money's in copper |
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Ripped down from the brownstones to the street |
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Listen, I'm your friend (don't quote me) |
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But not a friend worth noting |
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Yes please don't ever note me as your friend |
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Who says we have cold hearts |
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Acting out our old parts |
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Let's perform our favorite little scene, oho |
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I get carried away, carried away, from you |
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And I'm hoping and I'm praying |
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Cause I'm sorry, sorry bout that |
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Sorry bout the things that I said |
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Always let it get to my head |
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All European, once again with feeling |
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Higher education making a sense |
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Justify your thesis certain that you need this |
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Tell me what your point is in defense |
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Listen, I don't really know you |
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And I don't think I want to |
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But I think I can fake it if you can |
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And let's agree there's no need, no more talk of money |
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Let's just keep pretending to be friends, oho |
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I get carried away, carried away, from you |
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And I'm hoping and I'm praying |
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Cause I'm sorry, sorry bout that |
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Sorry bout the things that I said |
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Always let it get to my head |
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Wake up in the morning |
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Wake up in the evening |
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Wake up when you want |
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Cause no one's really watching |
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Well she'll have something to say about it but |
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We all have problems |
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We're all having problem |
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And we've all got something to say |
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I get carried away, carried away, from you |
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And I'm hoping and I'm praying |
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Cause I'm sorry, sorry bout that |
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Sorry bout the things that I said |
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Always let it get to my head |
