| I still remember that night, it was the Fourth of July
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| It’s still engraved in my mind and I’m not surprised
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| Gang wars no guns hand to hand
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| You’re black I’m white he’s purple but I still don’t understand
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| I’m going to be alright, I’m going to be okay
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| Everything is going to be fi-i-i-i-ine
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| Back off, I want to be alone
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| I want to think it out and I’m thinking that I want to go home
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| Look who’s laughing now
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| I’ll pull it off somehow, and he said
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| As I passed her by I could see her cry
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| And I’ll never forget the look that was in her eye
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| And the music, you know it played on & on & on
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| So won’t somebody tap her on the shoulder, tell her life goes on?
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| 3 years, 2 months, 1 week, 4 days
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| I’m always counting down 'cause there ain’t no easier way
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| So trust me you know that I tried
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| And if I said it’s easy then you know that I told a lie
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| I’m going to be all right, I’m going to be just fine
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| One down, five billion to go
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| Am I next in line and do I really want to know?
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| Look who’s laughing now
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| I’ll pull it off somehow, and he said
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| As I passed her by I could see her cry
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| And I’ll never forget the look that was in her eye
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| And the music, you know it played on & on & on
|
| So won’t somebody tap her on the shoulder, tell her life goes on?
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| Still remember that night, it was the Fourth of July
|
| Still engraved in my mind and I’m not surprised
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| Gang wars no guns hand to hand
|
| You’re black I’m white he’s purple but I still don’t understand
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| Gonna be alright, I’m gonna be okay
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| Everything is going to be fi-i-i-ine
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| Back off, I want to be alone
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| I want to think it out and I’m thinking that I want to go
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| 3 years, 2 months, 1 week, 4 days
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| I’m always counting down, there ain’t no easier way
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| So trust me you know that I tried
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| And if I said it’s easy then you know that I told a lie
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| I’m going to be all right, I’m going to be just fine
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| One down, five billion to go
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| Am I next in line and do I really want to know?
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| Look who’s laughing now
|
| I’ll pull it off somehow, and he said
|
| As I passed her by I could see her cry
|
| And I’ll never forget the look that was in her eye
|
| And the music, you know it played on & on & on
|
| So won’t somebody tap her on the shoulder, tell her life goes on? |