| Every once and awhile
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| I got to use my superpowers
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| Even or saving or what’ll stop
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| It ain’t my fault
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| All this bad stuff is happening
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| Now’s it’s time I put my foot on down
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| Oh baby, my love don’t seem the same
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| No, no
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| Well they say that love is all you need
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| To heal the world
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| Plus a trillion billion dollars
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| Have you heard
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| That President Bush, Santa Claus and Green Goblin
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| Sadam Hussein, Spiderman and Bin Laden
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| Britney Spears, Jesus and the whole cast of Friends
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| Met for brunch last week
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| To solve the world’s problems
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| Would’ve called on me
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| Oh baby, my love don’t seem the same
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| Well if they called on my name
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| Don’t you know I’d do it
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| Shine my signal all over Gotham
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| I’d be true
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| It’s my distinct pleasure
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| To come down from my grass
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| Get off my front porch
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| And save your asses
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| And in the nick of time
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| Oh baby, my love don’t seem the same
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| Well change has come over me
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| My muscles blown
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| So I freestyled my ass across the U.S.A
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| Solve the economy, the homeless problem
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| Save what’s left of the environment
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| Create jobs, for everybody to be doing something
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| They want to be doing
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| Yeah
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| But if you can’t do smack
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| Then you better do something
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| 'Cause this is the time
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| When you so can’t do nothing
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| That means you and you and you and you
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| And me too
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| Oh baby
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| Then I fly overseas
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| And set all the slaves free
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| From prostitution, sweat shop, child labor
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| South America, the problems in the Middle East
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| Make a sun power car
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| We don’t have to fight in oil fields
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| I’ll take all the troops back
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| From wherever they roam
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| And wherever their fightin'
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| And whatever side their on
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| And I’ll send on the first plane
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| Home to their moms
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| And we could make coffee tables
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| Out of all these bombs
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| And save the whales
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| And the pygmy marmosets too
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| Oh baby
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| Well all this seems kinda hard
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| But it really ain’t nothin'
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| All you got to do is
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| Get bit by a spider or something
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| We could change the world
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| In a week or a day
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| And if you got problems
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| Man, I sweep 'em away
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| You find yourself in a world full of trouble
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| Just call on G. Love
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| Your superhero brother
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| And I’ll be there
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| I’ll be there
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| I’ll be there
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| I’ll be there
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| Oh baby, my love don’t seem the same
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| No, no, no |