| I’ve traveled round this world from east to west boys
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| looking for to rest this hired gun
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| but everywhere I look the same old story
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| it’s everybody else that has the fun
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| Trouble is my business
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| trouble is my life
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| trouble is my business
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| but I just don’t seem to please
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| no I just don’t seem to please
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| your private eye
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| A face to melt a heart that won’t forget — boys
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| the price you pay to look is sometimes high
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| when strangers fall in love and never meet — boys
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| the promise of your heart becomes a lie
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| Trouble is my business
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| trouble is my life
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| trouble is my business
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| but I just don’t seem to please
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| no I just don’t seem to please
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| your private eye
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| For every cheap hotel I’ve laid my head in for every seedy case I’ve tried to crack
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| I’d give my weight in silver for an angel
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| but when I’ve looked at you you don’t look back
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| Trouble is my business
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| trouble is my life
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| trouble is my business
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| but I just don’t seem to please
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| no I just don’t seem to please
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| your private eye |