| You can call it anything you want
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| But a rose is a rose and a thorn is a thorn
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| Tell me white is black and black is white
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| You can say anything but that don’t make it right
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| You can tell me that the world is flat
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| If I didn’t know any better, I might go for that
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| And the sky is falling on my head
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| I believe the sky is falling on my head
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| I’ve been such a fool, don’t you agree?
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| I let you call all my shots for me
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| Don’t you know how it feels
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| When you’ve got high ideals?
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| Call it what you will, don’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, don’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, don’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, don’t call it love, not in front of me
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| I think I’m old enough
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| I can handle myself when the going gets tough
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| You don’t have to hide it anymore
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| Why bother sparing me now when you didn’t before?
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| You can save that line for someone else
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| That’s your own can of beans and I swear I won’t tell
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| Now is the sky is falling on my head
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| I believe the sky is falling on my head
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| I’ve been such a fool, but don’t cry for me
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| You are the one who needs sympathy
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| Tell me how many times
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| Can you play the same line?
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| Call it what you will, don’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, just don’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, don’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, not in front of me
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| Now the sky is falling on your head
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| Ow, look out baby, now the sky is falling on your head
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| Yes the sky is falling on your head
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| I believe the sky is falling on your head
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| You’ve been such a fool, now can’t you see?
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| You lost your best opportunity
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| You passed up a prize
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| For some pie in the sky
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| Call it what you will, don’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, no don’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, baby don’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, better not call it love
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| Call it what you will, don’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, why you can’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, don’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, love is not the name of that thing
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| Call it what you will, you can’t call it love
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| Call it what you will, call it anything but love… |