| I’m a glum one
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| It’s explainable
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| I’ve met someone
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| Unattainable
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| Life’s a bore
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| The world is my Oyster no more
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| All the papers
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| Where I lead the news
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| With my capers
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| Now will spread the news
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| Superman turned out to be
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| A flash-in-the-pan
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| I’ve flown around the world in a plane
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| I’ve settled revolutions in Spain
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| The North Pole I have charted
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| But I can’t get started with you
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| Around the golf course I’m under par
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| And all the movies want me to star
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| I’ve built a house and show place
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| But I can’t get no place with you
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| You’re so supreme
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| Lyrics that I write of you
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| Scheme, just for a sight of you
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| And I dream both day and night of you
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| And what good does it do In 1929, I sold short
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| In London, I’m presented at court
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| But you’ve got me down hearted,
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| Cause I can’t get started with you
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| You’re so supreme
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| Lyrics that I write of you
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| Scheme, just for a sight of you
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| And I dream both day and night of you
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| And what good does it do In 1929, I sold short
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| In London, I’m presented at court
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| But you’ve got me down hearted,
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| Cause I can’t get started with you, with you |