| I’m scared of the long nights, and the darkness
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| And I’ve bared every heartache, and tenderness
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| And I’ve dared every lover to defeat the no
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| And I’ve found that in every man there’s a child
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| Oh ooh ooh, everybody is made of Gold
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| Oh ooh ooh, everybody is made of Gold
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| So put me in black and white, baby
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| I’m afraid of showing you my colors
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| So put me in black and white, hold me
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| 'Cause I wanna be the color above the dust
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| I lied and I really didn’t need to
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| But now I’m through with trying to please you
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| Oh ooh ooh, everybody is made of Gold
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| Oh ooh ooh, everybody is made of Gold
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| So put me in black and white, baby
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| I’m afraid of showing you my colors
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| So put me in black and white, hold me
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| 'Cause I wanna be the color above the dust
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| The trouble trouble trouble trouble, oh the trouble 'bout love
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| Is it lovers lovers lovers lovers making fools out of love?
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| The trouble trouble trouble trouble, oh the trouble 'bout love
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| Is it lovers lovers lovers lovers making fools out of love?
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| Show your colors,
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| Show your colors
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| Go put me in black and white, baby
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| I’m afraid of showing you my colors
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| So put me in black and white, hold me
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| 'Cause I wanna be the color above the dust |