| Turn out the light, tell me a story
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| Does it feel right, we all hate our own lives
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| Baby baby baby baby, ba ba ba, yeah
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| Baby baby baby baby, ba ba ba, yeah
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| How does it feel when I’m not there
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| Still it feels right if he doesn’t care
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| Baby baby baby baby, ba ba ba, yeah
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| Baby baby baby baby, ba ba ba, yeah
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| Baby baby baby baby, ba ba ba, yeah
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| Baby baby baby baby, ba ba ba, yeah
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| You only get what you are given
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| Now his time is up used to see
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| Watch this love fall down do you feel it
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| Well, his time is up you to see
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| Baby baby baby baby, ba ba ba, yeah
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| Baby baby baby baby, ba ba ba, yeah
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| Turn out the light, tell me a story
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| Does it feel right, we all hate our own lives
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| Baby baby baby baby, ba ba ba, yeah
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| Baby baby baby baby, ba ba ba, yeah
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| Baby baby baby baby, ba ba ba, yeah
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| Baby baby baby baby, ba ba ba, yeah
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| Give it away, give it away, give it away
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| Give it away, give it away, give it away
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| Give it away, give it away, yeah yeah yeah
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| Give it away, yeah |