I've got it bad
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What do I do with this ache that I have?
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Just let it be...
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Or should I use all the tricks up my sleeve?
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This ain't a game
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This ain't a game I want to play
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All the pieces are frayed
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And there are rules
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Oh, these are rules I can't obey
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It seems so unfair
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They bite and they scratch when they're not even there
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The giddyup days
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Go down with the sun as the calliope plays
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So take a spin
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Come take a spin and start the show
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Climb the ropes and let go
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You're worried now
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Don't worry now, no one'll know
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[Chorus:]
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Would you think very badly of me
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If I took the first route that's easy?
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Would you help me to free
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All the baggage you see
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Could you conquer this carnival?
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It's started to sting
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All of these words that I feel when I sing
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Take it away
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I can't bear to see how you suffer this way
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So many things
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Too many things you can't deny
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Such good reasons to try
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I want to hear
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I need to hear you say the lines
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[Chorus]
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Would you battle the Pisces in me?
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This ain't a game
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This ain't a game I want to play
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All the moves have been feigned
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And there are rules
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Too many rules no one obeys
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Would you think very badly of me
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-Don't think badly of me-
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If I took the first route that's easy
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-I'll find a way out-
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Would you help me to free
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All the baggage you see
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Could you conquer this carnival
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-Could you conquer me-
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Would you battle the Pisces...
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Carnival
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| Amanda Somerville |
