| Don’t stop, don’t turn around
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| It’s just lonely clown who keeps calling
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| But you’ve grown quite out of love with him
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| The city’s endless nights
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| The in-crowd gay young faces
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| Have been washed away by too many through the night and day
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| Saturday’s child who used to say
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| That she could dance the world away
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| Saturday’s child just hangs her head and cries today
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| How could you be so blind?
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| Just waking up to find
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| What a fool you were, 'cause you let him break your heart
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| You turn, you break, you bend
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| You’re left without a friend
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| When you seemed to have so many at the start
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| Saturday’s child who used to say
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| That she could dance the world away
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| Saturday’s child just hangs her head and cries today
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| Saturday’s child who used to say
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| That she could dance the world away
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| Saturday’s child just hangs her head and cries today
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| Saturday’s child, who used to say
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| Saturday’s child |