| That’s life, that’s what all the people say
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| You’re riding' high in April
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| Shot down in May
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| But I know I’m gonna change that tune
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| When I’m back on top, back on top in June
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| I said that’s life, and as funny as it may seem
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| Some people get their kicks
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| Steppin' on a dream;
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| But I don’t ever let it get me down
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| 'Cause this fun ol' word keeps spinnin' round
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| I’ve been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate
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| A poet, a pawn and a king
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| I’ve been up and down and over and out
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| And I know one thing:
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| Each time I find myself falling flat on my face
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| I pick myself up and get back in the race
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| That’s life, and I can’t deny it
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| I thought of quitting baby
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| But my heart just ain’t gonna buy it
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| And if I didn’t think it was worth one single try
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| I’d jump right on a big bird and then I’d lie
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| I’ve been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate
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| A poet, a pawn and a king
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| I’ve been up and down, over and out
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| And I know one thing:
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| Each time I find myself falling flat on my face
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| I pick myself up and get back in the race
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| That’s life, that’s life and I can’t deny it
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| Many times I thought I’d cut it out
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| But my heart won’t buy it
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| And if there’s nothing shaking from this
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| I’m gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die |