| I know somebody who declares he has it made
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| He won’t admit it, but it’s just a masquerade
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| He’s a modern-day deceiver
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| With a case of falsehood fever
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| What a shame, it’s just a game
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| And then there’s good ol' sister Sarah
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| Ain’t she sweet? | 
| (Oh, yes she is)
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| She gets the world, next thing you know it’s in the street
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| By the time it’s been repeated
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| All the truth has been deleted
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| What a shame, another game
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| Seems like everything we hear is just a tale
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| But I’ve got something that will never, ever fail
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| (It's called love)
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| Spread love, instead of spreading lies
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| Spread love, the truth needs no disguise
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| I’ve often said love could open any door
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| Oh, but I wish we had much more
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| More love is what we need
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| Then there’s a family that we’ll just call «the Greens»
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| (How 'bout 'em?)
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| They have subscriptions to the gossip magazines
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| With a twisted sense of vision
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| They treat rumors like religion
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| What a shame, it’s the «same-o'-same-o'»
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| Well, it seemes like everything we hear is just a tale
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| But I believe in something that will never fail
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| What the world needs now…
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| (I'm tellin' you love is what we need)
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| … is love, more love is what we need
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| What the world needs now is love…
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| (We need more love)
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| … more love is what we need |