| So you wrote me a letter
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| Which I thought was really kind
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| I don’t recall which song it was
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| But there is one you really liked
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| And you asked me so innocently
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| Of my inspiration
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| Why I write the songs I sing
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| The reasons why I make them
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| Nothing here is what it seems
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| Risk the wreckage of your dreams
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| So that you are always shopping
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| To steal away the cash you’re dropping
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| Listen to me when I say
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| Fantasies are built to fade
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| There you are, you’re always shopping
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| Even try, there is no stopping
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| Don’t misunderstand me
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| It always makes me smile
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| When I can serenade you
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| As you’re rolling down the aisles
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| On this journey of your soul’s desire
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| The paradise of goods
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| You’re doing just exactly
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| What I think you should
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| Nothing here is what it seems
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| Risk the wreckage of your dreams
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| So that you are always shopping
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| While you roll, you’re really rocking
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| Listen to me when I say
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| Fantasies are built to fade
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| There you are, you’re always wanting
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| You don’t have is always haunting
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| Still one thing I have to say
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| My confession’s not complete
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| I’ve made is sound as if all this
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| Has nothing to do with me
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| Surely is not anything
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| Further from the truth
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| When I have pretty things to gain
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| And only useless things to lose
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| Wish there were another way
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| I must keep the wolves at bay
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| I hope that you don’t find it shocking
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| Rock and roll is built on shopping
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| If you? |
| re searching for my soul
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| Come check out my chains of gold
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| Grab your purse and let’s go shopping
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| For lingerie and silky stockings
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| Let’s go shopping together
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| So that we can find ourselves
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| So that we can buy ourselves
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| Let’s go shopping together
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| 'Cause we are always by ourselves
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| We are always by ourselves
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| Let’s go shopping together
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| So that we can find ourselves |