| Everything is free now,
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| That’s what they say.
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| Everything I ever done,
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| Gotta give it away.
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| Someone hit the big score.
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| They figured it out,
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| That we’re gonna do it anyway,
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| Even if doesn’t pay.
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| I can get a tip jar,
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| Gas up the car,
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| And try to make a little change
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| Down at the bar.
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| Or I can get a straight job,
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| I’ve done it before.
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| I never minded working hard,
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| It’s who I’m working for.
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| 'Cause everything is free now,
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| That’s what they say.
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| Everything I ever done,
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| Gotta give it away.
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| Someone hit the big score.
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| They figured it out,
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| That we’re gonna do it anyway,
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| Even if doesn’t pay.
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| Every day I wake up,
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| Hummin' a song.
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| But I don’t need to run around,
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| I just stay home.
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| And sing a little love song,
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| My love, to myself.
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| If there’s something that you want to hear,
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| You can sing it yourself.
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| 'Cause everything is free now,
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| That what I say.
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| No one’s got to listen to
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| The words in my head.
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| Someone hit the big score,
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| And I figured it out,
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| That we’re gonna do it anyway,
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| Even if doesn’t pay. |