| Mm there she goes
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| Yea
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| One day I had spoke to a man through his eyes
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| I saw what he saw, as it cropped up in his mind
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| Said, «What's the procedure? |
| Do I keep my design»
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| No, you’re gone, you’re gone, gone, hey
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| You don’t know how lucky you are, no, no, no, no
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| You don’t know how lucky you are
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| She acts like a martyr, she’s got God on her face
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| The world’s her disciple and I’m the head of the slaves
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| Things must get done in such peculiar ways
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| There she goes, there she goes, there she goes, hey
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| 8 o’clock Terry, 10 o’clock Sally
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| Gotta a little pill to give
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| 5 o’clock Patti, 6 o’clock Betty
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| You don’t know how lucky you are
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| You don’t know how lucky you are
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| The world is on fire as you quiken your pace
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| To squeeze out the venom of the whole human race
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| The things you provide us, have sent us to our graves
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| But you’re gone, you’re gone, your gone, hey
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| Yeah, you don’t know how lucky you are
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| You don’t know how lucky you are
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| 8 o’clock Terry, 10 o’clock Sally
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| Gotta a little pill to give
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| 5 o’clock Patti, 6 o’clock Betty
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| You don’t know how lucky you are
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| You don’t know how lucky you are
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| Yeah, you don’t know how lucky you are
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| Yeah, you don’t know how lucky you are, no, no |