1, 2, 3!
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Woo!
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You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
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You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
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(You Got To!) love everybody tonite!
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You gotta love everybody tonite!
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You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
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Alllllllright!
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Sally could barely rally, she livin' in cardboard alley,
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Convinced she was doin' fine
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Burt was a millionaire, sellin' that spray-on hair
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Sippin' Californee wine
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She was hardly handling and panhandling
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Off-times she was squeezing out a dime at a time
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From his limousine he could see beauty underneath the dirt
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And this is what it said on the sign!
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It said You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
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You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
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(You Got To!) love everybody tonite!
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You gotta love everybody tonite!
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You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
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Bree was worth billions, she was killingly beautiful
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A diamond with the venomous charm
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Harvey was starving, carving tattoos on the punks,
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Called himself "DaVinci of arms"
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She was high on twinkies when she pulled in thinking
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She could just get in and out, convenience is bliss
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By the flash on the wall, she seemed twenty feet tall
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And this is what he put on her fist!
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It said You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves
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You gotta love everybody, make 'em feel good about themselves (yeah!)
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You gotta love everybody
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love everybody
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love everybody
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love everybody
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love everybody
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love everybody
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love everybody
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love everybody
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love everybody
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love everybody
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love everybody
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love everybody toniiiiiiiiiiiiite...tonite!
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Love everybody tonite!
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Love Everybody
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| The Presidents Of The United States Of America |
