| Only the very young
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| And the very beautiful
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| Can be so aloof
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| Hanging out with the boys
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| All swagger and poise
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| I don’t even care
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| When other people are there
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| I just stare and stare and stare
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| I see your shadow
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| In the swimming pool
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| I see your face
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| In the shaving mirror
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| Time and time and time again
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| I follow your footsteps
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| So quietly up the backstairs
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| And I hope and I pray
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| You’re never going to find me there
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| Smooth skin and tenderness
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| Long ago on a dark night
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| Wish I could see you once again
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| Just to remember that it was true
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| I want to be still beside you
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| Quiet and still beside you
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| Just listening to your breathing
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| And feeling your warmth again
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| Ooh, war baby
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| Ooh, war baby
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| Well this means
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| War baby
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| I’m scared, so scared
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| Whatever it is
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| You keep putting me through
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| Sounds like somebody
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| Is out there in the night
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| Might just be the voice
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| Of someone I once knew
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| Hear me, father and mother
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| If I should cry out loud
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| As I’m kneeling to light a candle
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| At the foot of my own bed
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| Corresponding disasters
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| Every night on the TV
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| Sickening reality
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| Keeps gripping me in its guts
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| All my friends talk and joke
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| And they laugh about Armageddon
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| Like a nightmare
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| It’s still waiting there
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| At the end of each and every day
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| Ooh, war baby
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| Ooh, you are the war baby
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| Well this means
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| War baby
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| I’m scared, so scared
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| Whatever it is
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| You keep putting me through
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| Ooh, war baby
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| Ooh, you are a war baby
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| Ooh, war baby
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| (Don't wanna live in another world)
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| I’m scared, so scared
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| Whatever it is
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| You keep putting me through
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| -Solos-
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| I don’t think I could stand
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| Another 10 years of this fighting
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| All this stabbing and wounding
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| Only getting my own back
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| Cause if it’s really true
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| And we’re all in this together
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| Well something’s bound give soon
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| It sure as hell isn’t gonna be me
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| Cause you were the
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| First one that I ever wanted
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| And it’s you I come home to
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| At the end of every day
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| Like a mother-sucking baby
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| So demanding and helpless
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| Like a little old balding man
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| All wrinkles and bulging eyes
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| Ooh, war baby
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| Ooh, you are the war baby
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| Ooh, well this means
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| War baby
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| I’m scared, so scared
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| Whatever it is
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| You keep putting me through
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| So here we all are
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| In the Kino der Jugend
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| On a cold, dark Friday night
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| Forgotten by the world outside
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| Out in their houses
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| People finish their dinner
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| And watch t. |
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| Get ready for bed
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| And dream about the weekend
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| But you and me
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| We were so, so alone
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| In the middle of a crowded room |