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When losers rule the world
I'm the man who would be King
When losers rule the world
I'll be in songs that children sing
That tell the tale of how I fell when I lost everything
When losers rule the world
When losers rule the world
They'll salute when I walk by
When losers rule the world
They'll applaud each time I cry
The tears that fall will make men all feel humbled at my sight
When losers rule the world
My time in the sun
Will surely come
Then a million eyes will see
What you've done to me
When losers rule the world
When losers rule the world
I'll a big shot then
When losers rule the world
I'll be a prince among men
I'll lift my glass to the past that made me what I am
When losers rule the world
When losers rule the world
When losers rule the world
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Well she went to the store and she bought herself a bottle and she poured it all over her head
It said wait twenty but she gave it thirty minutes 'cause she wanted it as blonde as it would get
Folks at the diner said she never looked finer, they never have seen her since
She's got a blonde ambition
A blue-eyed vision
With a look that'll get you
Make you wonder what just hit you
She's a woman with a mission
She's got a blonde ambition
From a travellin' salesman to a club musician to the owner of the joint she flew
She started at the bottom worked her way to the middle now she's on her way from me to you
All I've got to say is don't get in her way she's only passing through
She's got a blonde ambition
A blue-eyed vision
With a look that'll get you
Make you wonder what just hit you
She's a woman with a mission
She's got a blonde ambition
She's got a blonde ambition
A blue-eyed vision
With a look that'll get you
Make you wonder what just hit you
She's a woman with a mission
She's got a blonde ambition
She's got a blonde ambition
A blue-eyed vision
With a look that'll get you
Make you wonder what just hit you
She's a woman with a mission
She's got a blonde ambition
She's got a blonde ambition
She's got a blonde ambition
She's got a blonde ambition, yeah
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I heard that you did it
And I can't believe my ears
Though now I can see it coming
As I look back through the years
You can smell the roses with the best of 'em brother
But your soul could never flower
And desperation got a hold on you
And it stole away your power
I don't know why you done this thing
To me it makes no sense
But sometimes our dreams just won't let us live
And we die in self defense
We want everything
Some of us try for it
We want everything
Some of us die for it
So now that you've done it
Do you feel better over there?
Do the angels have respect for you?
Does lady luck treat you fair?
And back down here we scratch our heads
Through the tears we're all a mess
How you could make a choice like that is just anybody's guess
We want everything
Some of us try for it
We want everything
Some of us die for it
And did your head then heart get so spun out you couldn't stop to think?
And were you just so sick your mind went click when you were hovered on the brink?
And where we go from here, man, no one really knows but we deserve better than this from you
Down to the bitter end I said I'd be your friend, but now there's nothing I can do
We want everything
Some of us try for it
We want everything
Some of us die for it
We want everything
Some of us try for it
We want everything
Some of us die for it
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I was born in a trunk
Mama died and my daddy got drunk
Left me here to die or grow
In the middle of Tobacco Road
Grew up in a rusty shack
All I had was a hangin' on my back
Only you know how I loathe
This place called Tobacco Road
But it's home
The only life I've ever known
Only you know how I loathe
Tobacco Road
Gonna leave, get a job
With help and grace from above
Save my money, grow rich and old
And bring it back to Tobacco Road
Bring dynamite and a crane
Blow it up and start all over again
And build a town we'd be proud to show
And give the name of Tobacco Road
But it's home
The only life I've ever known
Only you know how I loathe
Tobacco Road
I was born in a trunk
My mama died and my daddy got drunk
Left me here to die or grow
In the middle of Tobacco Road
But it's home
The only life I've ever known
Only you know how I loathe
Tobacco Road
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How long did I live in a dream?
How much time did I squander?
What made it all fall apart at the seams?
What was the spell that I went under?
Sometimes I was lost in a bubble
It was the cause of a whole lot of trouble
But that's all right
I feel strong about the future, baby
I'm through with the past
How deep are the scars that he gave you?
just how far can one man take it?
I'm no knight on a white horse comin' on strong just to save you
But if you take my hand I think we can make it
The proof is when I feel my arms around you
And the truth is I just can't believe I found you
Tonight's the night we get started on the future, baby
'cause I'm through with the past
It's a bitter man going backwards
On a wide road, straight and long
I don't care what we left back there
I look forward from now on
You know that I'll be anything but perfect
But I swear to you I'm gonna make it worth it
Tonight's the night we get started on the future, baby
I'm through with the past -- Yes I am
So turn out the light let's get started on the future, baby
I'm through with the past
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I know I complain
Man, it drives me insane
When I can't make a change
That I want to see
Well it's all in my head
But I can't find the thread
So I stumble instead
Standing up for me(?)
I don't feel nothing anymore
I can't get myself up off the floor
I don't feel nothing baby
There was a time
When the world was all mine
And the night was a light that was guiding me
There was a day when I knew what to say
What I want
What I need
What's inside of me
I don't feel nothing anymore
Can't pick myself up off the floor
I don't feel nothing anymore
I know there must be something else
Won't someone show it to me please
And if I thought that it might help
I would get down on my knees
Night after night
Man, I know it's not right
It's a fuss and a fight
?
Tears come and go
We got nothing to show
But this hole in my soul
That is killing me
I don't feel nothing anymore
I can't get myself up off the floor
I don't feel nothing anymore
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If you're just passing through there is not much to do in our little town
If you're moving too fast then you probably won't last in our little town
The man on the street has a light in his eye and a shine on his shoes
There's not much of a darkside here
I just want to make that clear
Hey our little town is a real fine place
Hey our little town has a style and a grace
In our little town we're not gathering dust
Hey our little town is a face you can trust
Take a good look at us in our little town
Our little town
So you've made some mistakes, you can put on the brakes in our little town
You've been living in vain why not get off the train in our little town
The ways of the world are like dust on a windshield
just wipe 'em away
And see how it feels to be right where you want to be
Hey our little town is a real fine place
Hey our little town has a style and a grace
In our little town we're not gathering dust
Hey our little town is a face you can trust
Take a good look at us in our little town
Our little town
In our little town we've got nothing to hide you see
And if I were you there'd be no place I'd rather be
Hey our little town is a place in the sun
In our little town we don't hurt anyone
In our little town we will tell you no lies
Hey our little town looks you right in the eye
We never say die in our little town
Our little town
Our little town
Our little town
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Booked passage on an ocean liner
Went out on the sea
Sat at the captain's table
She was seated next to me
She brushed my arm discretely
With the pearls around her neck
She looked like Rita Hayworth in her low cut black silk dress
We went up to her cabin
And laughed the whole night through
Over champagne and jet planes and hot cars broken into
Having a wonderful time
Wish you were her
I traveled to the south of France
Checked into a pink hotel
She was standing by the croupier
The dice were in her spell
I staked my whole fortune
On a hand of baccarat
She moved around behind the bank
And she brought me luck
We got into a fast car
And sped into the night
And watched the sun come up over St. Paul de Vence
Having a wonderful time
Wish you were her
I set sail for Egypt
The great pyramids
I crawled into the darkness
To where the pharaohs lived
Walked out into the evening
She was bathing in the Nile
She took me to her caravan
Where she danced around the fire
I've never been so happy to be so miserable
I've tried hard to forget you, but I can't run fast enough
Having a wonderful time
Wish you were her
Having a wonderful time
Wish you were her
Wish you were her
I wish you were her
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Don't know a dollar from a donut hole
Don't know tomorrow from a week ago
Don't know the reason why you skipped this town
You had me thinking you might stick around
Well there ain't nobody gonna tear my playhouse down
I hear your name all up and down the road
I'm not ashamed to let my feeling's show
Don't know the reason why you changed your tack
I do belive your ship ain't coming back
Well there ain't nobody gonna tear my playhouse down
I know I act the part
A man without a heart
So it would be a lie if I denied it's true
Some say your heart was just an open gate
And from the start it was a bad mistake
Well there ain't nobody gonna tear my playhouse down
I know I'm acting tough
To prove I'm strong enough
So it would be a lie if I denied it's true
I'm gonna build a house of mud and brick
Seal the walls around me ten feet thick
Construct a bunker out of solid rock
To give me shelter from the bombs you drop
Well there ain't nobody gonna tear my playhouse...
Ain't nobody gonna tear my playhouse...
Ain't nobody gonna tear my playhouse down
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The hour is early
The whole world is quiet
A beautiful morning's about to ignite
I'm ready for danger
I'm ready for fire
I'm ready for something to lift me up higher
Life's been good, I guess
My ragged old heart's been blessed
With so much more than meets the eye
I've got a past I won't soon forget
You ain't seen nothing yet
I'm still learning how to fly
It's your dreams that die hard
With these habits to break
You can't let down your guard
When there's so much at stake
I'm halfway to heaven, halfway to hell
But I might roll a seven
You never can tell
Life's been good it's true
When I'm feeling just like new
The same old rules need not apply
I've got a past full of sticks and stones
And a good feeling in my bones
I'm still learning how to fly
I wanna go faster
I don't wanna slow down
I don't wanna get off of this merrygoround
I wanna be reckless
I wanna be vain
I wanna make love like a runaway train
Life's been good I said
I'm 10,000 miles ahead
The day I rest is the day I die
I've got a past like a broken wing
But you ain't seen anything
I'm still learning how to fly
I'm still learning how to fly
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