| The night closes in on another day
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| As the oldest game’s gettin' underway
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| On the minds of a million people
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| Body wishes
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| So you climb on the carousel and then take a chance
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| The same old ritual, the same old dance
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| The hardest thing to resist is
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| Body wishes
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| If the fire down below’s gettin' worse and worse
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| You’re so close to shootin' that you want to burst
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| Somebody’s sponge needs squeezin'
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| Body wishes
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| What do I say?
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| Nobody gonna tell ya
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| Where do I go?
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| Somewhere someone’ll have ya
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| Who do I tell?
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| Anybody that’ll listen
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| No one should know
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| Won’t solve the problem
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| Body wishes
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| Body wishes
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| Away in the distance a baby cries
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| But you know somebody’s by her side
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| The night drags on forever
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| Body wishes
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| You can hear the tickin' of a lonely clock
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| The howlin' wind that just won’t stop
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| Somebody’s cherries need pickin'
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| Body wishes
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| What do I say?
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| Nobody gonna tell ya
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| Where do I go?
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| Somewhere someone’ll have ya
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| Who do I tell?
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| Anybody that’ll listen
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| No one should know
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| Won’t solve the problem
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| It’ll tear you apart like an angry sea
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| Keep you warm like a summer breeze
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| It’s all we’ve got in a cold cold world
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| Is to love someone
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| Body wishes
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| Body wishes
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| Somethings happenin' in the air
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| It feels so close but you don’t know where
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| The poorest people’s riches
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| Body wishes
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| And the cheatin' hearts never learn
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| Someday somewhere’s gonna be your turn
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| Don’t start what you can’t finish
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| Body wishes
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| What do I say?
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| Nobody gonna tell ya
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| Where do I go?
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| Somewhere someone’ll have ya
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| Who do I tell?
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| Anybody that’ll listen
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| No one should know
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| That won’t solve the problem
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| Where do I run?
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| Anywhere that’ll hide ya
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| Who’ll be the one?
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| Yeah
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| Body wishes
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| Body wishes
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| Body wishes
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| Body wishes
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| Body wishes
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| Body wishes
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| Body wishes |