| Hey, can’t you show me something I’ve not seen before
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| Magic tricks and pirate ships, they just don’t work no more
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| I’ve given up on treasure chests that wash up on the shore
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| Cause fools gold never seems to keep its shine
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| Hey, can’t you give me something I can hold in my hands
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| I’m sick of gold rush promises and empty suitcase plans
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| I won’t go back to treasure maps and digging in the sand
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| For I always seem to lose whatever I find
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| Yeah, I always seem to leave it all behind
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| Hey, give me golden afternoons in May
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| Give me silver moons that light my way
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| And I won’t ask for fools gold anymore
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| Hey, can’t you make me feel like I haven’t felt for years
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| Let me laugh like I did when I was a kid 'til I burst into tears
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| Let me count the diamond stars and drink the water crystal clear
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| And I’ll be richer than any man that lives with fear
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| Singing hey, give me golden afternoons in May
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| Give me silver moons that light my way
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| And I won’t ask for fools gold anymore
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| I won’t ask for fools gold anymore
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| I won’t ask for fools gold anymore |