| Let’s have it right
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| We all know the score
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| Been up for three nights
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| Stuck behind the door
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| Chewing off your jaw
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| The fame they stoned you with
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| You soldiered it
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| And made your fortune
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| But you broke inside
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| But I don’t want to die anymore
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| Any more than I did want to die before
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| The fame they stoned you with
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| You soldiered it
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| And you made your fortune
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| But you broke inside
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| Stand up there in front of the whole world
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| And you don’t feel them songs no more
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| Oh me, oh my, any
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| You won’t be coming down tonight
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| So let’s have it right
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| We all know the score
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| Been up for four nights
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| You’re stuck behind the door
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| Chewing off your jaw
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| And the fame they stoned you with
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| Your tiny shoulders soldiered it
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| And you made your fortune
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| But you stone cold broke inside
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| You have to stand up there in front of the whole wide world
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| And you don’t feel them songs no more
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| Oh me, Amy, any
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| You won’t be coming down tonight |