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Show is over, close the story book |
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There will be no encore |
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And all the random hands that I have shook |
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Well, they're reaching for the door |
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I watch their backs as they leave single file |
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You stood stubborn, cheering all the while |
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I know I can be colorful, I know I can be gray |
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But I know this loser's living fortunate |
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'Cause I know you will love me either way |
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Most were being good for goodness sake |
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But you wouldn't pantomime |
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You are more beautiful when you awake |
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Than most are in a lifetime |
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Through the haze that is my memory well |
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Stayed for drama though you paid for a comedy |
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I know I can be colorful, I know I can be gray |
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An' I know this loser's living fortunate |
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An' I know you will love me either way |
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Look ahead as far as you can see me |
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We'll live in drama but we'll die in a comedy |
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I know I can be colorful, I know I can be gray |
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But I know this loser's living fortunate |
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An' I know you will love me either way |
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I know I can be colorful, I know I can be gray |
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But I know this loser's living fortunate |
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An' I know you will love me yes I know you will love me |
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I know you will love me me either way |
