(written by: Joe South sung by: Rick Price)
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oh the games people play now
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every night and every day now
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never meaning what they say now
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and never saying what they mean
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while they walk away the hours
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in their ivory towers
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till they`re covered up in flowers
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in the back of a black limousine
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la da la da da da da,
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la da da da da de,
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I'm a talkin' about you and me
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and the games people play
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You know we make one another cry
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we break our hearts and we say goodbye
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we cross our hearts and we hope to die
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that the other was to blame
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we need a woman that will give in
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so we gaze at an 8X10
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wanderin' about the things
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that might have been
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and it's a dirty rotten shame
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(repeat chorus)
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now wait a minute
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they come walkin' up to ya
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singing glory haleuajah
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let me try to sock it to ya
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in the name of the Lord
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they only show ya how to meditate
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and to read your horoscope cheat your fate
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furthermore to hell with hate
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c'mon and get on board
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(repeat chorus)
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look around baby what'd you see
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what's been happening to you and me
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God granted it's serenity
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just to remember who I am
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cause you've given up your sanity
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your pride and your bounty
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you turn your back on humanity
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and you don't give a damn damn damn
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(repeat chourus X2)
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Games People Play
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| Georgia Satellites |
