| Sun going up making its rounds
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| It keeps on moving, painting the town
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| Before you know it, she’s sinking low
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| So tell me something
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| Something I don’t already know
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| I don’t know
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| Towards the south, then turning north
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| Whirlwind spinning on a circular course
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| The answer, my friend returns to blow
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| So, tell me something
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| Something I don’t already know
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| I don’t know
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| Tell me something I don’t know
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| As for the wise men who pursue their knowledge
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| Same as the fool, same as the fool, free falling prey to folly
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| Can only one fate, one fate befall them both?
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| So tell me something
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| Something I don’t already know
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| I don’t know
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| Tell me something I don’t know
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| Tell me something I don’t know
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| Ah, can you tell me?
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| It must go on, as for the show
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| So tell me something
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| Something I don’t already know
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| I don’t know
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| Tell me something I don’t know
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| Tell me something I don’t know
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| Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
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| Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
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| Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
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| Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me |