| Love is a game
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| You better play according to the rules
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| And yet we always scheme to much
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| And dream to much, we fools
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| Want to buy some illusions
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| Slightly used, second hand
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| They were lovely illusions
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| Reaching high, built on sand
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| They had a touch of paradise
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| A spell you can’t explain
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| For in this crazy paradise
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| You are in love with pain
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| Want to buy some illusions
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| Slightly used, just like new
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| Such romantic illusions
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| And they’re all about you
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| I sell them all for a penny
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| They make pretty souvenirs
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| Take my lovely illusions —
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| Som for laughs, some for tears
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| Too bad they all fll apart
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| As dreams often do
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| They were lovely illusions
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| But they just wouldn’t come true |