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he is one sad boy
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but he would`nt shed a tear
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he is one sad boy
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with a conviction
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he is one sad boy
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which is obvious to me
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for he claims to be happy
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with a vengeance
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and from all the girls in his world
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he had to love the one
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that pokes him in the eye
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whenever his liveliness is souldeep
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and his smile comes from within
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and starts caressing her distressing boring self
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with an idea
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he`s one sad boy
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busy proving differently
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as he claims to be happy
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with a vengeance
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he is swimming in her pool of self-conceit
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swimming round in circles
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while the water`s getting turbid
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swimming round in circles
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when she`s gone
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he is one sad boy
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though he never sheds a tear
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he is one sad boy
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with a conviction
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he is one sad boy
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which is obvious to me
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for he claims to be happy
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with a vengeance
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and from all the souls in his world he tries
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to win the heart of those who just
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could`nt give a damn
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unless pretending to
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would come in handy
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when times are rough and roads are sandy
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for jealousy is their
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driving motion
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he is swimming in their pool of self-conceit
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swimming round in circles
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while the water`s getting turbid
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swimming round in circles
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when they `re gone
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one sad boy
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| rainbirds |
