| Everything’s just gone to hell
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| So I guess that I might as well
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| Feel the way I want to feel
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| From the Hollywood hills down to Ecuador
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| Everyone’s the same when they hit the floor
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| We feel the way we want to feel
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| Times like this wooo oooo oooo
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| When you’re on your own, you’re on your own
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| Times like this wooo oooo oooo
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| Times like this
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| You and me are just history
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| Like a black and white picture on a colour TV
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| We take our secrets to the grave
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| We want this and we want it that way
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| All we ever talk about is what we say
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| We take our secrets to the grave
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| Times like this wooo oooo oooo
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| When you’re on your own, you’re on your own
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| Times like this wooo oooo oooo
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| We just lost control, we lost control
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| Times like this wooo oooo oooo
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| You need you’re rock and roll, you’re rock and roll
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| times like this wooo oooo oooo
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| Times like this
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| Times like this
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| Times like this
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| Times like
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| When you’re on your own, you’re on your own
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| Times like this wooo oooo oooo
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| We just lost control, we lost control
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| Times like this wooo oooo oooo
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| You need you’re rock and roll, you’re rock and roll |