| You’ve got me goin' 'round in circles again
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| Been through this too many times…
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| It’s a beginning, without any end
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| A riddle without. |
| any rhymes…
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| You’ve taken my soul. |
| for a ride
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| Oh what can I do.
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| Because my hands are tied
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| (Oh-oh. oh-oh) you’re never satisfied…
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| Ooh yeah my hands are tied.
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| (Oh-oh) how can I give what you’ve taken away., ooh yeah
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| You say you want me just the way that I am
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| But that’s not how you feel.
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| Your mind keeps changin' I don’t know where I stand
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| You’ve made it so hard to tell what is real.
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| I don’t know what’s keepin' me here.
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| But I can’t break away…
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| Because my hands are tied
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| (Oh-oh. oh-oh) you’re never satisfied.
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| Oh baby my hands are tied.
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| (Oh-oh) how can I give what you’ve taken away.
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| Ooh, oh darlin', you’re tearin' me apart
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| An' I, I, I just can’t take it anymore.
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| Oh, oh, oh, well it’s killin' me baby, yer killin' me baby
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| I can’t give what you’ve taken away.
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| Can’t give what you’ve taken, away…
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| Hands are tied
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| (Oh-oh. oh-oh) you’re never satisfied.
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| Ooh baby my hands are tied.
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| (Oh-oh) how can I give what you’ve taken away.
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| Hands are tied (oh-oh. oh-oh)
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| Well yer killin' me baby, yer tearin' me up inside
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| Oh-oh my hands are tied, (oh. oh)
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| I can’t give what you’ve taken
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| — Give what you’ve taken, away…
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| — (Hands are tied, oh-oh. oh-oh)
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| Oh-oh, yer tearin' me apart.
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| My hands are tied, (oh. oh)
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| How can I give what you’ve taken
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| Give what you’ve taken |