| Sometime
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| They say that love is blind
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| But I think that dumb is what they had in mind
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| I could let it go But I’d rather know
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| If I sit around
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| will another show
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| Sometime
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| I get to fly so high
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| that the sun burns my wings but I will fly
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| just a little too far
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| 'cause that’s where you are
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| and I won’t bring you down
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| believe in me Sometime
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| I like to sit around
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| I’m just contemplating sitting round
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| I could lay in bed
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| Like my mamma said
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| Don’t just do something
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| Sit around instead
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| Sometime
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| If I may say myself
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| I’m not bad at life, I’m not good as well
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| And though life goes on I can plainly see
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| just what is it for
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| if it’s not for me Sometime
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| Though it’s a big surprise
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| I may compromise the thing I most desire
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| I can say with pride
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| hold my head up high
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| that I had a great idea
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| but never mind
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| Oh babe
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| I’m going nowhere
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| nowhere’s where I wanna be Oh babe
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| I’m good for nothing
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| Nothing is good enough for me Anything, anything can come to anybody
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| Everything, everything can come to someone
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| Sometime
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| Oh babe
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| I’m good for nothing
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| Nothing is good enough for me Anything, anything can come to anybody
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| Everything, everything can come to someone
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| Sometime
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| Sometime
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| Opportunity passes right by me didn’t even slow
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| I can’t breath and think
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| And I need a drink
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| All this common sense
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| made a fool of me Sometime
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| I like to sit around
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| I’m just contemplating sitting round
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| I could lay in bed
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| Like my mamma said
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| Don’t just do something
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| Sit around instead
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| Sometime
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| I like to fly so high
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| that the sun burns my wings but I will fly
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| just a little too far
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| 'cause that’s where you are
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| and I won’t bring you down
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| believe in me Sometime
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| I get me all confused
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| And the reasons why I confuse you to I could be with you
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| Try to sort it out
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| If I tell the truth
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| I like to lie about
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| Sometime
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| Though it’s a big surprise
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| I may compromise
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| the thing I most desire
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| I can say with pride
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| hold my head up high
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| that I had a great idea
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| but never mind
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| Sometime
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| I like to sit around
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| I’m just contemplating sitting round
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| And though life goes on I can plainly see
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| All this common sense
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| made a fool of me
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| I don’t wanna live
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| but I can’t resist
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| I’ve got some reasons
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| and I made amends
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| I’m gonna drown before my ship comes in and I forgot to ring my mom again
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| and life ain’t good without cigarettes |