| I still remember the girl who lived next door
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| «Love Me Tender» was on the radio
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| And I’m sure the road from now to then
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| Is long and even when it all gets old
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| The glamour and the gold and lies
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| The call of fame doesn’t sound so loud
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| Above the vacant crowd
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| How can you live with yourself
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| When you’re dying to be somebody else
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| All I could give couldn’t shatter the spell
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| But I’ll wait to bid a fond farewell
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| I don’t know why
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| All we promised and all that disappeared
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| Even through the darkness survived for all these years
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| Here we are after all this time
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| With nothing left to try
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| How can you live with yourself
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| When you’re dying to be somebody else
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| All I could give couldn’t shatter the spell
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| But I’ll wait to bid a fond farewell
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| How can you live with yourself
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| When you wish that you were somebody else
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| Here we are after all this time
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| With nothing left to try
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| How can you live with yourself
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| When you’re dying to be somebody else
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| All I could give couldn’t shatter the spell
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| But I’ll wait to bid a fond farewell
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| How can you live with yourself
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| When you wish that you were somebody else
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| How can you live
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| How can you live |