| I told you I’d take you away from here
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| I told you I’d take you away from here
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| And I will
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| I’m no street corner bone
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| I knew your day would come
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| It’s hardly a secret your checker past
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| It’s hardly a question I would ever ask
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| Now you are free
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| We were so cumbersome
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| I knew your day would come
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| Well I’ve said my bit now
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| It’s all in your hands
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| I’m gonna put my heart on the line
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| Cos I know — this year could be our year
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| Ooohhh oh oh oh
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| The factory and the job you hold
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| It makes you hard and then it makes you old
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| But I know if you still believe in me so
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| I know our day will come
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| Well I’ve said my bit now
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| It’s all in your hands
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| I’m gonna put my heart on the line
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| Cos I know — this year could be our year
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| And I know good friends they rally around
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| But they just don’t understand this year could be our year
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| I’ll let nothing come between us
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| Come between us, come between us, come between us |