| I need a hit song
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| A straight to your heart song
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| Maybe I’m headstrong
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| But I need to prove
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| I need a new mark
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| A strength through the door spark
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| I’d hit a home run
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| If I only knew
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| The tears run down your cheek
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| And the needle I twist into the groove
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| The stage is set for dance
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| But the 'Hurdy Gurdy Man' it’s awful tune
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| And I know there is still something to prove
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| Hit songs don’t always sell the truth
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| I need a high note
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| A moment to clear throats
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| Of all who have lost hope
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| In need of a song
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| I need a hard way line
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| To get me cross the finishing line
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| And back in those arms of yours
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| And you into mine
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| And the song pours out your heart
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| And the curtain call is one more for the start
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| And hanging on your every dream
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| The hurdy-gurdy once more steals the scene
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| And I know there is something left to lose
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| And high notes don’t always reach the truth
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| And needles don’t always meet their groove
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| And hit songs don’t always need to move |