| Hmm-mm
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| Lately everything you touch
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| Has turned to gold and that’s too much
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| For your party pals to comprehend
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| They just know a good thing when they see it
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| But what about the time you’ve lost?
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| You can’t buy it back at any cost
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| 'Cause it’s a-here today, tomorrow gone
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| But true love, well you can’t guarantee it
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| Save your best for the one who loves you
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| Don’t throw it away
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| Save your best for the one who loves you
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| You’ll get it back with interest
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| And you won’t have to say «Please»
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| But if you’re sleepin' with the dogs, baby
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| You’re bound to get a few fleas
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| Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
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| Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
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| Whoa
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| Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
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| Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
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| Hmm-mm
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| You have never had the things
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| That credit cards and money brings
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| So now, fly away on plastic wings
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| I’ve been there, I could tell you all about it
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| But I think it’s best you know
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| That anywhere on this earth you go
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| You’re gonna reap just what you sow
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| So beware of all the karma it can bring you
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| Save your best for the one who loves you
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| Don’t throw it away
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| Save your best for the one who loves you
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| You’ll get it back with interest, ha-ha-ha
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| And you won’t have to say «Please»
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| When you’re sleepin' with the dogs, baby
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| You’re bound to get a few fleas
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| Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
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| Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
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| Whoa
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| Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
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| Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah-ah |