| Say hello to Valerie
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| Say hello to Vivian
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| Send them all my salary
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| On the waters of oblivion
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| Too much of nothing
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| Can make a man feel ill at ease
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| One man’s temper might rise
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| While another man’s temper might freeze
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| In the day of confession
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| We cannot mock a soul
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| When there’s too much of nothing
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| No one has control
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| Too much of nothing
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| Can make a man abuse a king
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| He can walk the streets and scream
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| But he wouldn’t know a thing
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| Say hello to Valerie
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| Say hello to Vivian
|
| Send them all my salary
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| On the waters of oblivion
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| Say hello to Valerie
|
| Say hello to Vivian
|
| Send them all my salary
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| On the waters of oblivion
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| It’s all been done before
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| It’s all been written in the book
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| But when there’s too much of nothing
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| Nobody should look
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| Too much of nothing
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| Can turn a man into a liar
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| It can cause one man to sleep on nails
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| And another man to eat fire
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| Ev’rybody’s doin' somethin'
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| I heard it all in a dream
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| When there’s too much of nothing
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| It makes a fella mean
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| Too much of nothin', Too much of nothing, makes a fella mean
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| Too much of nothin', Too much of nothing,
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| Too much of nothin', Too much of nothing, |