| There ain’t enough boys in the world to go around
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| You gotta be wicked and trickey
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| To bring that big boy down
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| There ain’t enough time to talk to everyone
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| You gotta be distant and bitchy
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| If you ever wanna get it all done
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| Do I wish that things were different
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| I’m wishin' away
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| I won’t point fingers but the thing is
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| That it always seems to break down this way
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| The Rolling Stones and I disagree
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| That you can’t always get what you need
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| And I find it a little hard to believe
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| That there ain’t enough love to go around
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| That’s how it breaks on down
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| There ain’t enough to quench my curiousity
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| You gotta hit the bulls-eye and let the shit fly
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| And still there ain’t no guarantee
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| There ain’t enough love in the world for everyheart
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| Some are gonna be broken and shattered
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| While they’re tryin' to make a brand new start
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| Do I wish that things were different
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| I’m wishing away
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| I won’t point fingers but the thing is
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| That it always break down this way
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| Bridge
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| AS long as my landlord’s lying
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| AS long as my neighbors spying
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| AS long as I feel rejected and a little bit disconnected
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| I need to be unaffected
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| I need to be able today |