| Sometimes it seems the world’s a jungle
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| Through it all I was born to stumble
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| Searchin' for somethin' I never would find
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| I take your love in bits and pieces
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| Comin' to you only when it eases that lonely feelin'
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| That gets in my mind
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| And you treat me so kind
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| With those hard times come a dime a dozen
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| But girls with your kind of lovin'
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| Are one in a million
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| They’re so hard to find
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| And those hard times come a dime a dozen
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| But girls with your kind of lovin'
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| Are one in a million
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| I’m lucky you’re mine
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| I know your friends don’t think much of me
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| They say you’re a fool to love me
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| But girl, I know they’ll never turn you around
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| You’re bound to love, you hard luck poet
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| When I let you down
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| You don’t show it
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| You know it don’t matter
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| They can’t touch what we found when the sun goes down
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| And those hard times come a dime a dozen
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| But girls with your kind of lovin'
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| Are one in a million
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| They’re so hard to find
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| And those hard times come a dime a dozen
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| But girls, with your kind of lovin'
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| Are one in a million
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| I’m lucky you’re mine
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| And those hard times come a dime a dozen
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| But girls, with your kind of lovin'
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| Are one in a million
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| They’re so hard to find
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| And those hard times come a dime a dozen |