| Well, I was only a kid — didn’t know enough to be afraid
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| Playing the game, but not the way the big boys played
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| Nothing to lose — maybe I had something to trade
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| The way the big wheel spins
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| Well, I was only a kid, on a holy crusade
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| I placed no trust in a faith that was ready-made
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| Take no chances on paradise delayed
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| So I do a slow fade
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| Playing for time
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| Don’t want to wait for heaven
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| Looking for love
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| For an angel to forgive my sins
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| Playing with fire
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| Chasing something new to believe in
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| Looking for love
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| The way the big wheel spins
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| Well, I was only a kid, cruising around in a trance
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| Prisoner of fate, victim of circumstance
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| I was lined up for glory, but the tickets sold out in advance
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| The way the big wheel spins
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| Well, I was only a kid, gone without a backward glance
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| Going for broke, going for another chance
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| Hoping for heaven — hoping for a fine romance
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| If I do the right dance
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| Wheel goes round, landing on a twist of faith
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| Taking your chances you’ll have the right answers
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| When the final judgment begins
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| Wheel goes round, landing on a leap of fate
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| Life redirected in ways unexpected
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| Sometimes the odd number wins
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| The way the big wheel spins |