| So far, there’s no doubt, things are working out
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| Between us we can cover every base
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| You’re cute; | 
| I’m not
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| I’m sharp; | 
| you’ve got a certain way of spilling all over the place
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| But you just keep me warm and I’ll fill out that form
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| And when they kick me out again, tell them to let me back in
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| Look nice and they won’t think twice about it, baby
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| Because there’s no stopping us
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| With my brains, your looks, your bait, my hooks
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| We could catch a thousand gravy trains
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| But it would be bad if all we had was my looks and your brains
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| So hold my hand just like we planned
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| So you won’t get lost and I won’t get thrown out
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| If they get wise, just flash those eyes
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| And I will give them something to get wise about
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| You just make your splash and I’ll supply the cash when some comes in
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| It’s looking kind of thin and glum but some will come along
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| You’ll be glad we stayed, 'cause we’ll have it made
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| With your looks, my brains, your tracks, my trains
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| We’re re-writing all the record books
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| Just study the floor-plan, and be glad
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| We’ve got more than your brains and my looks
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| I wonder if under pressure we could make it on our own
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| Could we stand it, empty handed and stranded and all alone?
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| But let’s not find out what that would be about
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| I’ll stick with you
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| You let yourself be stuck too
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| You and me have a legacy that we can pass on to our kids
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| They could get lucky
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| With my brains, your looks, your knights, my rooks
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| They could really win a lot of games
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| But just think, what if they end up
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| With my looks and your brains? |