| If you see something that looks like a star
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| And it’s shooting up out of the ground
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| And your head is spinning from a loud guitar
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| And you just can’t escape from the sound
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| Don’t worry too much, it’ll happen to you
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| We were children once, playing with toys
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| And the thing that you’re hearing is only the sound of The low spark of high-heeled boys
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| The percentage you’re paying is too high priced
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| While you’re living beyond all your means
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| And the man in the suit has just bought a new car
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| From the profit he’s made on your dreams
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| But today you just read that the man was shot dead
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| By a gun that didn’t make any noise
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| But it wasn’t the bullet that laid him to rest, was
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| The low spark of high-heeled boys
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| If you had just a minute to breathe
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| And they granted you one final wish
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| Would you ask for something like another chance?
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| Or something sim’lar as this?
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| Don’t worry too much It’ll happen to you
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| As sure as your sorrows are joys
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| And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound of The low spark of high-heeled boys
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| The percentage you’re paying is too high priced
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| While you’re living beyond all your means
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| And the man in the suit has just bought a new car
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| From the profit he’s made on your dreams
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| But today you just read that the man was shot dead
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| By a gun that didn’t make any noise
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| But it wasn’t the bullet that laid him to rest, was
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| The low spark of high-heeled boys (heeled boys)
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| If I gave you everything that I owned
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| And asked for nothing in return
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| Would you do the same for me as I would for you?
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| Or take me for a ride
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| And strip me of everything, including my pride
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| But spirit is something that no one destroys
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| And the sound that I’m hearing is only the sound
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| The low spark of high-heeled boys (heeled boys) |