I was never one for saying
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What I really feel
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Except tonight I'm bringing
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Everything I know that's real
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Stars they come and go
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They come fast
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They come slow
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They go like the last light of the sun
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All in a blaze
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And all you see is glory
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Hey, but it gets lonely here
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When there's no one here to share
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You can shake it all away
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If you will hear my story
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Some people ask for fame
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Like athlete's in a game
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We break our collarbones
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And come up swinging
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Some of us are downed
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Some of us a crowned
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And some are lost and never found
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But most have seen it all
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They live there lives
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In sad cafe's and music halls
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They always come up singing
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Some make it when they're young
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Before the world has done its dirty job
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Later on someone will say
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You've had your day,
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And now you must make way
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But they will never know
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The pain of living
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With a name you'd never own
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Or the many years forgetting
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What you know too well
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That the ones who get the crown
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Have been let down
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Yet try to make amends
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Without defending
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Perhaps pretending
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You never saw the eyes
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Of grown men of twenty-five
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That follow as you walk
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And ask for autographs
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Or kiss you on the cheek
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But you never can believe
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They really love you
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Some make it when they're old
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Perhaps they have a soul
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They're not afraid to bear
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Or perhaps there's nothing there
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[Chorus]
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But most have seen it all
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They live there lives
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In sad cafe's and music halls
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They always come up singing
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Singing
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Singing
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Singing
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Stars
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Cher |