| If tonight’s the night, then today’s my day
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| That I should hang it all on display.
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| Yours is just a losers' game
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| And I decided that I should play
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| Throw your arms around my neck
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| I won’t be soon to forget
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| Throw your arms around my neck
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| I won’t be soon to forget
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| Felt the wind’s direction beginning to change
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| Clouds so softly full of rain
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| The summer fell and the winter sprang
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| Now it’s all a feeling I can’t get back again
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| Throw your arms around my neck
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| I won’t be soon to forget
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| Oh, throw your arms around my neck
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| I won’t be soon to forget
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| Cloudy thoughts against a clear blue sky
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| When the feeling came, I felt like getting high
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| With no sense to try to find my peace of mind
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| ‘Cause maybe baby I was born to win, dissatisfied
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| And you know I cannot live or die, so Throw your arms around my neck
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| I won’t be soon to forget, no no no
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| Throw your arms around my neck
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| I won’t be soon to forget
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| Throw your arms around my neck
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| I won’t be soon to forget
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| Throw your arms around my neck
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| I won’t be soon to forget
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| Throw your arms around my neck, hold me, hold me, hold me I won’t be soon to forget
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| Throw your arms around my neck
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| I won’t be soon to forget |