| If I could find a way to keep it all for myself
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| Would it be to my health or would it be for my wealth
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| If I could find a way to put all in box
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| Stick it underneath the ground and tie it up with locks
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| Would it bring me any happiness
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| No I don’t think so
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| This obsession world possessions
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| In this world there’s giver and takers
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| Mover and shakers
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| Players and fakers
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| And I ain’t got a problem with that
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| And I would never ask for anything back
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| I don’t owe you anything
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| I don’t owe you anything
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| No
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| I don’t owe you anything
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| I don’t owe you anything
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| No
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| Do you remember when I was broke
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| We used to laugh and joke
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| What it would be like to make it
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| Were you my friend back then
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| Or did you just fake it
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| Devious thoughts of how you could take it
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| Crazy what this money brings
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| And here you come in full swing
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| This obsession with material things
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| In this world there’s giver and takers
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| Mover and shakers
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| Players and fakers
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| And I ain’t got a problem with that
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| And now I know I gotta watch my back
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| I don’t owe you anything
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| I don’t owe you anything
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| No
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| I don’t owe you anything
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| I don’t owe you anything
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| No
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| You could come to me and say you want some more
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| But you’d be talking to my back as it’s walkin' through the door
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| Some work hard and some work harder
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| So some live large and some live larger
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| In this world there’s giver and takers
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| Mover and shakers
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| Players and fakers
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| Cause in the end there’s something I’ve learned
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| There’s some things that can never be returned
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| I don’t owe you anything
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| I don’t owe you anything
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| No
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| I don’t owe you anything
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| I don’t owe you anything
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| No |