| It’s like I just woke up one morning
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| Looked at the way that we live
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| Thought things could be so much better
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| There must be better than this
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| And if I relocated
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| To where the grass is greener
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| Maybe I’d be happy again
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| But I’m a little bit disappointed
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| Cos now I’ve got my freedom
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| But I’m still looking over the fence
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| It’s always the same
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| At the end of the day
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| You always want what you haven’t got
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| It’s like the hands on the clock stopped turning
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| Right at the moment you left
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| You went looking for something better
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| You stopped me dead in my tracks
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| It’s a bittersweet emotion
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| That I’m feeling baby, now you’re happy again
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| But I’m a little bit disappointed
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| Cos now you’ve got your freedom
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| But you’re still looking over the fence
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| It’s always the same
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| At the end of the day
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| You always want what you haven’t got
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| It’s always the same
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| It won’t ever change
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| You always want what you haven’t got
|
| Thought if I relocated
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| To where the grass is greener
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| Maybe I’d be happy again
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| But I’m a little bit disappointed
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| 'Cos now I’ve got my freedom
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| But I’m still looking over the fence
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| It’s always the same
|
| At the end of the day
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| You always want what you haven’t got
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| It’s always the same
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| It won’t ever change
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| You always want what you haven’t got
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| You always want what you haven’t got
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| You always want what you haven’t got
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| You always want what you haven’t got |