| You see 'em comin’at you every night
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| Strung on pretension, they fall for you at first sight
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| You know their business, you think it’s a bore
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| They make you restless, it’s nothin' you ain’t seen before
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| Get around town, spend your time on the run
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| You never let down, say you do it for fun
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| Never miss a play, though you make quite a few
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| You give it all away — everybody wants you
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| You crave attention, you can never say «no»
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| Throw your affections any way the wind blows
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| You always make it, you’re on top of the scene
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| You sell the copy like the cover of a magazine
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| Puttin' on the eyes 'til there’s nobody else
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| You never realize what you do to yourself
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| The things that they see make the daily reviews
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| You never get free — everybody wants you
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| Everybody knows you
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| Everybody snows you
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| Everybody needs you, leads you, bleeds you
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| Nights of confusion and impossible dreams
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| Days at the mirror, patchin' up around the seams
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| You got your glory, you paid for it all
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| You take your pension in loneliness and alcohol
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| Say goodbye to conventional ways
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| You can’t escape the hours, you lose track of the days
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| The more you understand, seems the more like you do You never get away — everybody wants you |