You gotta lotta nerve to say you are my friend
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When I was down you just stood there grinnin'
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You gotta lotta nerve to say you got a helping hand to lend
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You just wanna be on the side that's winnin'
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You say I let you down, you know it's not like that
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If you're so hurt why then don't you show it?
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You say you lost your faith, but that's not where it's at
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You have no faith to lose, and you know it
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I know the reason that you talk behind my back
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I used to be among the crowd you're in with
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Do you take me for such a fool
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To think I would make contact?
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The one who tries to hide what he don't know
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To begin with
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You see me on the street, you always act surprised
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You see how I could look, but you don't mean it
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When you know as well as me
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You'd rather see me paralized
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Why don't you just come at once out screaming
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No, I do not feel that good
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I see the heartbreaks you embrace
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If I was a master thief perhaps I'd rob them
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And though you're dissatisfied with your position
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And your place
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Don't you understand, it's not my problem?
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I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
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And just for that one moment I could be you
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Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes
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You'd know what a drag it is to see you.
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Positively 4th Street
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