you say you want it all
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to dip your fingers in the green
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you say you want it all
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the sun, the moon, and what's in between
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you say you want it all
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you want the world to know your face
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baby haven't you heard
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every star can be replaced
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ride the product line
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hop in your box but don't protest
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you just been signed
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to the three ring bull!*!? business
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it's a players ball
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and the pimps come in black and white
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and that's about all as I turn in this song to
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my pimp tonight
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[chorus]
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oh, you
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ask me how
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you can win
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how many walls you gon' have to break down
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to get in
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oh, oh, oh
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as you're steady pushin' through
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oh, oh, oh
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don't let it be breakin' you
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some who have it all
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are one big shiny lie
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they're selling us a story they know that
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we're gonna buy
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but don't you let them fool you baby
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they can't sleep at night
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their mirror shows a reflection of a person that they don't like
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ride the product line
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hop in your box but don't protest
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you just been signed
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to the three ring bull!?#* business
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check your brain at the door
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then hang it up with your originality
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I can't say no more
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cuz if I do then they won't let you hear from me
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[chorus]
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there ain't no real love up in here
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there ain't no
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there ain't no real love up in here
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there ain't no
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if you're lookin for real love up in here
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if you're lookin for
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gotta bring your own real love up in here
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bring your own
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[chorus]
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Every Second
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| Amel Larrieux |
