| Come in, babe
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| Across these purple fields
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| The sun has sunk behind you
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| Across these purple fields
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| That idiot-boy in the corner
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| Is speaking deviated truths
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| Come on, admit it, babe
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| It’s a wonderful life
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| If you can find it If you can find it If you can find it It’s a wonderful life that you bring
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| Ooh it’s a wonderful thing
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| Speak our secret into your hands
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| And hold it in between
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| Plunge your hands into the water
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| And drown it in the sea
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| There will be nothing between us, baby
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| But the air that we breathe
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| Don’t cry
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| It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
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| If you can find it If you can find it If you can find it It’s a wonderful life that you bring
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| It’s a wonderful, wonderful thing
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| We can build our dungeons in the air
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| And sit and cry the blues
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| We can stomp across this world
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| With nails hammered through our shoes
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| We can join that troubled chorus
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| Who criticise and accuse
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| It don’t matter much
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| We got nothing much to lose
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| But this wonderful life
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| If you can find it And when you find it And when you find it It’s a wonderful life that you bring
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| It’s a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful thing
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| Sometimes our secrets are all we’ve got
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| With our lives we must defend
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| Sometimes the air between us, babe
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| Is unbearably thin
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| Sometimes it’s wise to lay down your gloves
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| And just give in Come in, come in Come in, come in To this wonderful life
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| If you can find it And if you find it It’s a wonderful life that you bring
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| It’s a wonderful, wonderful thing
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| It’s a wonderful life
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| It’s a wonderful life |