| Now and then I’ve know pleasure, now and then I’ve known pain
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| But now it seems that all I do is all in vain
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| There’s always these who don’t half come it, who they are they know well
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| They play at life with tricks and lies, and I can tell
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| It’s cheap the way they carry on full of spite and so headstrong
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| To think that they could get somewhere instead of building castles in the air
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| With cheap emotion, and nothing more
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| It’s cheap emotion, and that’s for sure
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| You’ll look at me tears crocodile, oh so eager, «Honey, please,»
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| The way you turn on the heartache, oh yeah? |
| Well my heart bleeds
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| You see the truth is always shallow, the truth is always hard to bear
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| Maybe that‘s why we’re building ‘round us, so many castles in the air
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| It’s cheap and tough and so unfair, I suppose that’s the cross you’ve got to
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| bear
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| For cheap emotion, you get what for
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| With cheap emotion, nothing more
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| The way you go about things, oh very good indeed
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| But tongue in cheek devotion, is hardy what I need
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| With cheap emotion, nothing more
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| Cheap emotion, you get what for
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| Such cheap emotion, you just can’t win
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| With cheap emotion, it’s a crying shame
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| Cheap emotion, nothing more
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| Cheap emotion, you get what for
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| Cheap emotion, you just can’t win
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| Cheap emotion, it’s a crying shame |