(Winwood/Capaldi)
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You walk and talk and move around in circles
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Your friends telling you you are doing fine
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You can't see that snowball as it hurtles
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Through the shattered membranes of your mind
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If I could talk to you for just one minute
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Then you would know what it is I am getting at
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But there again your head's got nothing in it
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By the way you left without your hat
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I'm walking in the wind looking at the sky
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Hanging on a breeze and wondering why, why
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Your old man's headed for the final pay-off
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The joker that you got is fading too
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And all the sharks that come around for the rip-off
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Are gonna tear the flesh right off you
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The plastic princess hangs her head in wonder at the silver glittered boys
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Trying, trying to compete
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And all at once the room begins to thunder
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And all that's left is the stain on the sheet
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The prostitute is standing on the corner
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Suffering so much pain to stay alive
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She's so real, that life itself bows down before her
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She couldn't make that nine to five
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While the president is crying, crying in the White House
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The prime minister's really got the blues
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All the heads of state are busy playing cat & mouse
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'Cause you can see none of them have ever paid their dues
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God knows why, why, why
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Published by 1974 F.S. Music Ltd. (PRS) &
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Freedom Songs Ltd. (PRS)
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All rights on behalf of F.S. Music Ltd. admin. by
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Warner Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI)
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Walking in the Wind
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