| Man by himself lives in a world a world of his own
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| But there’s no one who can live in the world all alone
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| For it takes all kinds of people
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| It doesn’t matter where they come from
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| Yes it takes all kinds of people
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| The good, the bad, and everyone
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| On the way up, a man can walk over his friends
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| What goes up comes down
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| One day he may need them again
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| For it takes all kinds of people
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| It doesn’t matter where they come from
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| Yes it takes all kinds of people
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| The good, the bad, and everyone
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| There’ll come the day when everyone passes him by
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| What will he say when nobody answers his cry?
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| That it takes all kinds of people
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| It doesn’t matter where they come from
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| Yes it takes all kinds of people
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| It may take some time
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| But each man will find
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| That he needs all kinds of people
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| That he must believe in people
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| Yes it takes all kinds of people
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| To make a world |