| Everybody grab the highest star
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| Makes no difference who or what you are
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| And every song he hears is another lullaby
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| The dog is barking and the sheets are cold
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| Even the guy out on the street, he knows
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| Love can make or break a heart of any soul
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| There’s no way I’m gonna make it
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| No way I’m gonna win
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| I can almost see the sad goodbyes
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| Now what should I do
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| I’m losing myself in you
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| There’s a palace in the south of France
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| Where only the lonely people learn to dance
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| Leave 'em laughing if you got half a chance
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| Memories make you watch and never are
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| Find your heaven in the corner bar
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| The music makes you dream
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| You’re not so far from home
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| There’s no way I’m gonna make it
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| No way I’m gonna win
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| I can almost see the sad goodbyes
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| Now what should I do
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| I’m losing myself in you
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| Now no one else could ever do
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| What you do when you’re doing
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| No, there’s nothing to it
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| No, there’s nothing to it
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| There’s no way I’m gonna
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| There’s no way I can
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| I can almost see the sad goodbyes
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| Now what should I do
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| I’m losing, losing, losing
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| I’m losing myself
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| Never gonna make it
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| Never gonna win, never
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| Never gonna make it
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| Never gonna win, never
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| Never gonna make it
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| Never gonna win, never |