| I wish I had Paul Newman’s eyes
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| And every day came with some surprise
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| I wish I had Paul Newman’s eyes
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| That would be nice
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| Look at those houses, big houses over there
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| Look at those suits spending money without a care
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| Here comes the stars with perks around their arms
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| Here comes the sports car that carries so much charm
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| But I’m just a nothing that doesn’t have a lot
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| And I asked for your life but look at what I got
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| So sick of seeing, don’t want to hear no more
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| And you can amputate my limbs
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| And starve me to death whilst I beg for freedom
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| Away from a life which is this
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| But I wish I had Paul Newman’s eyes
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| And every day came with some surprise
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| I wish I had Paul Newman’s eyes
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| That would be nice
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| Look at those setters, those setters of the trend
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| Look at that band, they act so confident
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| Here comes the movies with dialogue so cool
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| Why did they never tell me to speak like that in primary school
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| So sick of seeing, don’t want to hear no more
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| And you can amputate my limbs
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| And starve me to death whilst I beg for freedom
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| Away from a life which is this
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| But still I wish I had Paul Newman’s eyes
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| And every day came with some surprise
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| I wish I had Paul Newman’s eyes
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| That would be nice
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| So sick of seeing
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| Can’t stand to talk
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| And I’ve no compassion
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| Or thought |