| So I tried hard to be good, and do the things I should
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| I give up everything that I enjoyed
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| But if you slip a bit and your heart says, ‘this is it'
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| That’s a necessary evil, my boy
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| All my friends say I’m a fool and I won’t break any rules
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| Why all the saintly virtues I employ
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| But if the slightest fling makes your soul begin to sing
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| That’s a necessary evil, my boy
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| BRIDGE
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| Well a man sometime has to sip a drink
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| And cast his eyes on a lovely shape
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| Then sometimes a wager desires
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| If a man says he don’t, he’s not a man he’s a liar
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| So don’t let yourself be sad
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| If what looks good is bad
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| Reach out accept the things that bring you joy
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| And so you feel inclined, it will help to keep in mind
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| That’s a necessary evil, my boy
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| For a man sometime has to sip of the grape
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| Or cast his eye on a lovely shape
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| And then sometimes a wager desire
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| If a man says he don’t, he’s not a man he’s a liar
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| So don’t let yourself be sad
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| If what looks good is bad
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| I’ll reach out accept the things that bring you joy
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| A man has got to live
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| Even stealers make you give
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| That’s a necessary evil my boy |