| You don’t have to think I’m right
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| And chances are, I’m not tonight,
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| But any chance at all is one we owe
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| And it’ll be just us and who would know?
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| We don’t have to think that we know best
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| We don’t have to answer to the rest,
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| And even if we’ve got no more than this to show
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| Well, it’ll be just us…
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| Well, it’ll be just us and who would know?
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| You always seem to know the way to turn
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| You’ve always kept my place while I learn,
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| I’m just as glad to see the days turncoat and go,
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| If yours is mine, we’ll steal us blind
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| — It's ours and who would know?
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| So raise up your head and bring it to me
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| Help me to get back on my knees,
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| If trouble comes to those who need it most
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| Then it’ll be just us and who would know?
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| So raise up your head and bring it to me
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| Help me to get back on my knees,
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| If trouble comes to those who need it most
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| Then it’ll be just us…
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| Then it’ll be just us and who would know? |