Changing her colors she's off to the shore
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She rides the soul train and he fight the law
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There's a power in his voice and it makes her feel so sure
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So live and live in love
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One day he'll build a statue with his hands
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So gentle when he tries to understand
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This subterfuge he never really planned
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Now you're living in the lifeline
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We're moving
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In the lifeline
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We're walking
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In the lifeline
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We're throwing
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So live and let live in love
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Exchanging their letters their exits begun
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With deathless precision he's aiming his gun
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A democracy of sorts that justifies the sum
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So live and let die in love
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Neither has the ghost of a chance
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Those decisions only can be made once
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You never really know just what you're giving
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a¢æ?Til you're living in the lifeline
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We're moving
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In the lifeline
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We're walking
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In the lifeline
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We're throwing
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He could have built a statue with his hands
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So gentle when he tries to understand
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You never really know just what you're giving
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a¢æ?Til you're living in the lifeline
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We're moving
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In the lifeline
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We're walking
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In the lifeline
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We're throwing to you
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But I'm not living
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Lifeline
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| Spandau Ballet |
