Cool me
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Cool my fever high
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Hold me when I cry
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I need it so much
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Makes you want to get down crawl like a beggar
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For its touch
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And all the while it's free as air
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Like plants the medicine is everywhere
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Love
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Love
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Love
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We crave it so badly
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Makes you want to laugh out loud when you receive it
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And gobble it like a candy
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We think it's easy
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Sometimes it's easy
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But it's not easy
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You're going to break down and cry
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We're not important
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We should be grateful
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And if you're wondering why
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Love
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Love
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Love
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The price that we pay
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When evil walks the planet
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And love is crushed like clay
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The master races, the chosen people
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The burning temple, the weeping cathedrals
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Love
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| Paul Simon |
