| I’d rather die before I believe
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| All the things my friends tell me
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| But friends don’t lie, I’m told
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| All that shines ain’t gold
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| So I’ll live and learn
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| And for us both, I’ll be concerned
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| Sugar, I’d rather believe this world ain’t round
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| Honey, what goes up don’t come down
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| And that everyone’s the same in each and every way
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| There’s no such thing as Spring and the birds that love to sing
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| I won’t let myself believe, honey, that you’re untrue
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| That you could ever betray all my love for you
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| But friends don’t lie, I’m told
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| All that shines ain’t gold
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| So I’ll live and learn
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| And for us both, I’ll be concerned
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| Oh, baby, baby, baby
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| You know I’ll slave for you, darling
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| Girl, I work my fingers to the bone
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| Just to make you a happy home
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| I don’t care what… |