| Who’s that man with the potion
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| Dressed in velvet and gloves
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| Causing grief and commotion
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| Talking 'bout love
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| Talking 'bout love
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| What on earth is he thinking
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| Where on earth has he been
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| Why do I feel like I’m sinking
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| What does it mean
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| What does it mean
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| Let’s walk through the jungle
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| Put your arm in my arm
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| And should this ground start to crumble
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| We’ll come to no harm, come to no harm
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| I once had a coat I was proud of
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| I wore that coat a long time
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| Just when the music got loudest
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| I left it behind
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| Left it behind
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| I could pretend that I’m dreaming
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| But one thing I just can’t see
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| Who on earth am I meaning
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| When I say me
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| When I say me
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| Let’s walk through the jungle
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| Put your arm in my arm
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| And should this ground start to crumble
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| We’ll come to no harm, come to no harm
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| What’s around the corner
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| What’s around the bend
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| What’s around the corner
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| What’s around the bend
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| What’s around the corner
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| What’s around the bend
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| What’s around the corner
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| What’s around the bend
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| Questions upon questions upon questions
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| Crowding round the side of my bed
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| These are just a few of the best ones
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| Adrift in my head
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| Adrift in my head
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| Who’s driving this airplane?
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| Did I live hard enough
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| Is it gonna rain
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| And how well have I loved?
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| How well have a I loved?
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| Let’s walk through the jungle
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| Put your arm in my arm
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| And should this ground start to crumble
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| We’ll come to no harm, come to no harm
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| Lean on me if you stumble
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| 'neath the bright shining stars
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| And though the whole world may crumble
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| We know who we are, we know who we are |