(Joe South)
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Oh the games people play now
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Every night and every day now
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Never meaning what they say now
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Never saying what they mean
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Oh they whine away the hours
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In their ivory towers
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Til they're covered up with flowers
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In the back of a black limousine
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La la la mmm da da da
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La la la mmm da da dee
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I'm talkin' 'bout you and me
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And the games people play
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Oh they make one another cry
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Break their hearts and they say good-bye
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Cross their heart and they hope to die
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That the other was to blame
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Neither one will ever give in
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So they gaze at an eight by ten
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Thinkin' 'bout the way it might have been
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And it's a dirty rotten shame
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La la la mmm da da da
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La la la mmm da da dee
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I'm talkin' 'bout you and me
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And the games people play
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Oh they teach how to meditate
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Read your horoscope and teach you faith
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The furthermore the hell with hate
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Come on and get on board
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Look around and tell me what you see
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What's a-happenin' to you and to me
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God grant me the serenity
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To just remember who I am
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La la la mmm da da da
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La la la mmm da da dee
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I'm talkin' 'bout you and me
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And the games people play
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Games People Play
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Dolly Parton |