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Said I don't make much money |
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For me it's suffice |
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But for one good friend |
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I'd give it up twice |
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But strange looks come easy when giving I've found |
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Age old suspicion is so hard |
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Age old suspicion is so hard, to put down |
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Don't make much difference |
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I'm right or wrong |
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If I feel it's good |
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And it's turning me on |
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But the same magic feeling keeps coming on round |
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Age old suspicion is so hard |
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Age old suspicion is so hard, to put down |
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Oo if I was immortal |
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But held by the balls |
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Now would I cut to freedom |
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Thereby giving all |
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I'd like to think so but that's here and now |
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Age old suspicion is so hard |
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Age old suspicion is so hard, to put down |
