You've come up in the world
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And it's all to your credit
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You made somethin' of your life like you always said you would
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But what ever happened to
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The girl I used to know
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And all those halcyon days of love?
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You've come up in the world
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And it's such a shame
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You made success of a dream but it seems so empty now
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With your weak excuses and
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Your condescending ways
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And all too frequent nights - alone.
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STRINGS
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I've come down in the world
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And it's all to your credit
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You made somethin' of my life but you've thrown it all away
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For your books and your fancy talk
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Your new found friends and all
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Your theories on mankind - and society.
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Up In The World
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| Clifford T. Ward |
