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Sun going up, making it's rounds |
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It keeps on moving, painting the town |
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Before you know it, she's sinking low |
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So tell me something, something I don't already know |
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I don't know |
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Toward the south, then turning north |
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Whirlwind spinning on a circular course |
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The answer my friend returns to blow |
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So tell me something, something I don't already know |
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I don't know |
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Ooh, tell me something I don't know |
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As for the wise men who pursue their knowledge |
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Same as the fool, same as the fool, free falling |
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Prey to folly |
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Can only one fate befall them both? |
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So tell me something, something I don't already know |
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I don't know |
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Ooh, tell me something I don't know |
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Tell me something I don't know |
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Tell me |
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(SOLO) |
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The answer my friend returns to blow |
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So tell me something, something I don't already know |
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I don't know |
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Ooh, tell me something I don't know |
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Tell me something I don't know |
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Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me |
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Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me |
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Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me |
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Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me |
