sun going up,
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making its rounds
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it keeps on moving,
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painting the town
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before you know it,
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she's sinking low
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so tell me something...
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something i don't already know
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i don't know?
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toward the south,
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then turning north
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whirlwind spinning,
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on a circular course
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the answer my friend,
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returns to blow
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so tell me something...
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something i don't already know
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i don't know?
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tell me something
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i don't know?
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as for the wise men who pursue
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their knowledge
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same as the fool, free falling
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prey to folly
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can only one fate befall
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them both
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so tell me something...
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[chorus]
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if every song been sung,
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under the sun
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what's left for me then,
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eat drink and have fun
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it must go on, as for the show
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so tell me something...
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Tell Me Something I Don't Know
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| Extreme |
