| Love is a winner’s game
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| No one to thank and no one to blame
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| Ain’t always easy to play by the rules
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| When you start keeping score, that’s when you lose
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| I tell you, love is a winner’s game
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| And some say death is just out cause for sinning
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| Some see the end, some see the beginning
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| We’d find our way through the joy and the pain of love
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| Oh, love
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| Love is a winner’s game
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| Hate is a poor man’s drink
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| It fills you up before you can think
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| It only mean to leave you empty inside
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| And the deeper it fills you, the harder you fight
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| I tell you, hate is a poor man’s drink
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| And some say death is just out cause for sinning
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| Some see the end, some see the beginning
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| We’d find our way through the joy and the pain of love
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| Oh, love
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| Love is a winner’s game
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| You know life, it’s a carnival ride
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| Rode in the middle and the ends are tied
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| You take a drag and you go for a stroll
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| When your time runs out, the brake man pulls
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| Because life is a carnival ride
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| And some say death is just out cause for sinning
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| Some see the end, some see the beginning
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| We’d find our way through the joy and the pain of love
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| Oh, love
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| Some say death is just out cause for sinning
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| Some see the end, some see the beginning
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| We’d find our way through the joy and the pain of love
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| Oh, love
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| Love is a winner’s game |