You can take me up, you can wind me down
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There's no escape, but I'll never drown
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No wires or strings, No rough and smooth
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Just fires and stings, Watch me closely, Watch my every move
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I can count your money while I check your hand
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And you know I just can't lose
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Wine from the water, Gold from a tree
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I wouldn't fool you, There's nothing up my sleeve
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Look for a mirror, There's nothing there
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I get rings out of nowhere, Money from thin air
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I can break these chains, While I'm upside down
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Well it may seem strange, I don't hit the ground
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Now you see my hand, Is quicker than your eye
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You should know by now, What you see here, all of it's a lie
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I can count your money while I check your hand
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And you know I just can't lose
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Wine from the water, Gold from a tree
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I wouldn't fool you, There's nothing up my sleeve
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Think of a number, I'll get it right
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Throw me in the river, Tie my hands up tight
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I can wind you up, I can turn you round
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No cunning stunts, till the lady's found
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No coils or springs, just nice and smooth
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No Knaves or Kings, Find the lady, Watch my every move
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I can count your money while I check your hand
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And you know I just can't lose
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Wine from the water, Gold from a tree
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I wouldn't fool you, There's nothing up my sleeve
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Look for a mirror, No, nothing there
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I get rings out of nowhere, Money from thin air
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Wine from the water, Gold from a tree
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Now I wouldn't fool you, There's nothing up my sleeve
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Think of a number, I'll get it right
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You can throw me in the river, Tie my hands up tight
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Wine from the water, Gold from a tree
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Now I wouldn't fool you, There's nothing up my sleeve
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Look for a mirror, There's nothing there
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I get rings out of nowhere, Money from thin air
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Wine From The Water
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| The Alan Parsons Project |
