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You say you need some space |
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Don't want to be tied to nobody that way |
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I'm hanging on with hands that bleed |
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Trying to make sense of what you say |
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And every time |
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I try to make a deal |
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When morning comes |
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You forget it |
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So here's a whole heap of space |
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Cos if that's what you want |
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You got it |
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I been dragging round |
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Bailing you out |
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Every time you click your finger |
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So many things you say you can't do without |
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You need a slave |
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And babe that slave ain't me |
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And I am afraid that's how you'll always be |
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So if that's what you want |
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If that's what you want |
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You got it |
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Give and take |
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You'll never understand |
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It's all take take take take as much as you can |
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So a life without responsibility |
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I'll gladly give you that |
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Here, take it from me |
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Fly away And you'll find out |
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What life without me |
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Is all about |
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Cos if that's what you want |
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If that's really what you want |
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You got it |
