| TWe would always dream of things that we could never touch
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| And in the scheme of things we never mattered much
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| Nobody knew what a nobody could do
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| So don’t you feel so sad
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| When you think of the times
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| They’ve tried to tell you that you’re no good
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| Over and over again
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| We were no one then
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| But we’re together so we’re not no one now
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| And in this mad affair, they’re onto us again
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| Who never had a prayer of ever fitting in
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| We’re nervous wrecks
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| We’ve got the world breathing down our necks
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| But your hair looks great, and that’s the main thing
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| So come on down
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| The show has just begun
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| For two audiences of one
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| I’ll be yours if you’ll be mine
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| And we’ll do just fine
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| Because we’re not no one now
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| I suppose no one knows where it all will lead
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| Who will care, who we’ll spare, how we’re gonna plead
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| I don’t know, I don’t know where we’re gonna fail
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| In their notes, down their throats, up against a wall?
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| Because there’s never ever gonna be enough time
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| To pay them back for what they did and said
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| Soon the subjects will be dead
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| But who cares about them
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| 'cause we’re not no one now |