| Smile and shake the hand of the good for nothing
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| Work the head of those best forgotten
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| Work your way around, stop at nothing
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| Work your way around, all or nothing
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| What kind of love is this
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| One I can and can’t resist
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| Hard to define this love of mine
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| High on idle life, want for nothing
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| Want all that you have, ain’t it something
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| Nothing can get you down, I feel it coming
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| Work your way around, all or nothing
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| What kind of love is this
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| One I can and can’t resist
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| Hard to define this love of mine
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| Through Central Park, after dark
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| Work your way down to the village
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| High on idle life
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| What kind of love is this
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| One I can and can’t resist
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| Hard to define this love of mine
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| Love of mine
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| Love of mine |