| She got the heart
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| She got the heart of the working man
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| It’s not hard to understand
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| She got the love
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| She got the love of the working man
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| She wears it high upon her sleeve
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| Deep in the heart of this working land
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| They say the streets are paved with gold
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| And ever man had his mission
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| Then after all the stories are told
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| The only thing I’ve got to hold
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| Our love is under fire tonight
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| But you know it’s not to be forgotten
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| She’s seen this place before
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| Where do you stop it?
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| Stop the leaking, this is ship to shore
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| Down to zero and then back for more
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| Do you miss me?
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| She doesn’t even know your name
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| We can rise from this
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| Likes ashes to diamonds
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| Like a soldier from a kiss
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| Milk and honey, or the grapes of wrath
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| You don’t walk a thousand miles
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| Just to get yourself turned back
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| Don’t you fade on me now
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| Can’t you see
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| We can take it is degrees
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| Nor rhyme nor reason or fame nor gold
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| Could make you change your mind, your heart, your soul
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| Our love is under fire tonight
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| You know it’s not to be forgotten
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| Our love is on the wire tonight
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| But It’ll never be broken (repeat)
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| You might look the other way
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| And then turn again someday when you’ll remember
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| It’ll never, never be broken
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| Our love is under fire tonight
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| You know it’s not to be forgotten |