| Well, I sometimes sit and wondered
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| Often felt misplaced
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| Tried to figure out
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| Silly human race
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| How did we ever get by
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| How did we ever get by
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| Although we seem to get on through it
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| Though we seem there’s nothin' to it
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| All these pack of lies
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| Well, we are a funny race
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| And though we never will admit
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| We’re messin' up this world
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| Never clean up our mess
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| Ain’t that a pity
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| What are we really made of
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| 'Cause mother earth is gettin' mad
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| But she’s really gettin' sad
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| 'Cause we’re on borrowed love
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| Borrowed love
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| Ain’t even like the real thing
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| Borrowed love
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| Ain’t even like the real thing
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| 'Cause love is bright as the sun
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| And it flies like a dove
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| It’s not like borrowed love
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| I used to know this guy
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| His head was always in a whirl
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| Never could commit
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| To just one nice girl
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| He had to have plenty
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| And it caught up to him
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| Because these girls they pulled the rug
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| 'Cause they could see he was a dud
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| He was on borrowed love
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| Just like this
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| I don’t have all the answers
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| For these problems we face
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| I never give up on
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| Silly human race
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| Because I love you
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| Honey, for all its worth
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| So always stick to the line
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| Stay on borrowed time
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| And love your mother earth
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| Borrowed love
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| Ain’t even like the real thing
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| Borrowed love
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| Ain’t even like the real thing
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| 'Cause love is bright as the sun
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| And it flies like a dove
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| It’s not like borrowed love
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| Borrowed love |