Many times I've seen you
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Each time you always act the same
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You've got everything you'll ever need, on that we're all agreed
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I really do believe that butter wouldn't melt in your mouth.
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You started out saying that you knew me
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But I've never known anyone like you
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You said we thought the same, so I just played the game
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I really didn't mind 'cause I knew that I was winning all the way.
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It takes so long to make you, but a whole lot less to break you
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'Cause every time you try to act like a lady, you give yourself away
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It takes so long to make you, but a whole lot less to break you
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'Cause every time I see you look into a mirror, I can tell that¡¯s who you really are.
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Why don't you take a look around you?
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Just try and see the other side
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Maybe you'll find it strange, or maybe you'll like the change
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At least you would know there were other people living in the world
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You can't play the same old game forever
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Someone will surely cut you down
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So if you're going to stay around, get your feet back on the ground
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Find your direction, follow it all the way.
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It takes so long to make you, but a whole lot less to break you
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'Cause every time you try to act like a lady, you give yourself away
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It takes so long to make you, but a whole lot less to break you
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'Cause every time I see you look into a mirror, I can tell that¡¯s who you really are.
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Many times I've seen you
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Each time you always act the same
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You've got everything you'll ever need, on that we're all agreed
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I really do believe that butter wouldn't melt in your mouth.
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You've got everything you'll ever need, on that we're all agreed
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I really do believe that butter wouldn't melt in your mouth.
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It takes so long to make you, but a whole lot less to break you
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'Cause every time you try to act like a lady, you give yourself away
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It takes so long to make you, but a whole lot less to break you
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'Cause every time I see you look into a mirror, I can tell that¡¯s who you really are.
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Electric Guitar: Mr. Z. Jenkins
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Acoustic Guitar: Gerry Rafferty
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Piano: Tom Parker
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Drums: Andrew Steele
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Tambourine: Hugh Murphy
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Vocals: Gerry Rafferty
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Make You, Break You
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| Gerry Rafferty |