Fame…is it worth it?
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Fame…can you take it?
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Fame…are you ready?
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Fame…will you make it?
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You were touched
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With the gold
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Of a warm summer morning
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A symphony born in the sun
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They loved you like pagans
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And followed your climb
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The strongest
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Most beautiful one
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You’ve flown to the clouds
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Where the air’s very thin
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And the word is out
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All around town
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They’ve lined up for miles
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With their holiday grins
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They love to see
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A winner go down
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(Chorus)
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Winner go down
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Learning to lose
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Lie in the gravel
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Bathe in the blues
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They’ll run to the rooftops
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Screaming the news
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Winner go down
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Winner go down
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And now the arena
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Is quiet and darkened
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The crowd is covered in smiles
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They’re holding their breath
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At the thought of the slaughter
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But you sure kept ‘em waiting awhile
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They built up your legend
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And danced in your light
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‘Til they longed
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For the day to come ‘round
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When they’d see you break down
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And cry like a baby
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They love to see a winner go down
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Repeat Chorus
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Fame…is it worth it?
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Fame…can you take it?
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Fame…
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The trial is over
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The crowd has gone home
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Yes, all their predictions came true
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But even the thrill
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Being there for the fall
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It’s just glory they borrowed from you
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Repeat Chorus
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I hate to see a winner go down…
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Winner Go Down
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| Barry Manilow |
