| She was only seventeen lost in the spaces in between
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| Looking for a place she could belong
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| He was a new face on the scene another punk with his heart on his sleeve
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| He was gonna change the world with his song
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| But the world has its own ideas we all must play the hand fate deals
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| When our plans have come and gone we all share one heart song
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| We All Sing Along Woooo ooohhhh
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| We All Sing Along Woooo ooohhhh
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| Mrs. Jones cries herself to sleep Valium and a bottle of gin to keep
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| Mrs. Jones' lonely body warm at night
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| Marriage ain’t all she thought it would be
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| Bought into the whole suburban fantasy
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| Everything was gonna be just right
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| But the world has its own ideas we all must play the hand fate deals
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| When our plans have come and gone we all share one heart song
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| We All Sing Along Woooo ooohhhh
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| We All Sing Along Woooo ooohhhh
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| When nothing turns out right
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| Feels like a losing fight
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| 'Till we learn how to dance to life’s song, it’s a symphony
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| And it goes on.
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| An old man starts another day alone a cardboard bed for his home
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| He feels the young ones stare behind his back
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| He sees himself in their pride he sees himself in their arrogant stride
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| He was gonna be a big CEO
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| But the world has its own ideas we all must play the hand fate deals
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| When our plans have come and gone we all sing one heart song
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| We All Sing Along Woooo ooohhhh
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| We All Sing Along Woooo ooohhhh
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| We All Sing Along Woooo ooohhhh
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| We All Sing Along Woooo ooohhhh
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| It Goes on and On
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| It Goes on and on
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| It Goes on and on
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| It Goes on and on
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| It Goes on and on
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| It Goes on and on
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| It Goes on and on
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| It Goes on and on |