Standing in a line
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Wonder why it don't move
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Tryna get a hand
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Watching people break the rules
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And maybe the man in charge,
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doesn't like my face
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But then this world's not always good
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And nothing's real but love
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Nothing's real but love
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No money, no house,
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no car, can beat love
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They watch us open-mouthed
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As we joke around like fools
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See who can be the worst
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Watch what I can do
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But then the door gets slammed,
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slammed right in my face
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And I guess this world's not
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always good
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And nothing's real but love
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Nothing's real but love
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No house, no car, no job,
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can beat love
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It won't fill you up
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No money, no house,
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no car, is like love
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La la la la la la
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La la la la la la
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Yeaaah
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I put it all away
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Holding it down for a rainy day
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But what if that day don't come
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I need love
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No money, no house,
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no car, is like love
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It don't fill you up
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It won't build you up
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It won't fill you up
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It's not love
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And nothing's real but love
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No money, no house,
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no car, is like love
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Nothing's real but love
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No money, no house,
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no car, is like love
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Nothing`s Real But Love
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| Rebecca Ferguson |
