| Peter
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| Ev’rywhere I go
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| I’m followed by a lot of people
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| such a lot of people
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| It;s almost a parade
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| And if you could see all the people
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| They’re ev’ryone I ever was
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| ANd ev’ryone I will ever be
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| All the lives of me
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| Nothin' left to hide
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| I come in many colors
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| Assorted shapes and sizes
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| Can adapt to your to your demands
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| And if you smile at someone
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| Then I’ll just become that one
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| And throw in all the others for free
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| All the lives of me
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| Faults aren’t things for hiding on the shelf
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| And if you like who I am now
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| that’s only a reflection of yourself
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| All the games are gone
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| we face each other nacked
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| stripped of all disguises
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| love is being made
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| And if I make you feel good
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| After knowin' all you know, is really
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| only all that you see
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| All the lives of me
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| And if you see all the people
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| They’re ev’ryone I ever was and
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| ev’ryone i ever will be
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| All the lives of me
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| All the lives of me |