| They talk all the time but nothing gets done
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| The work begins with the setting of the sun
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| They advise me how to play, how to look that way
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| See life goes on and on and on and on, on, on
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| Behind the eyes where the beauty is posed
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| And above the skin where the beauty gets old
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| All advise me how to play, how to look that way
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| See life goes on and on and on and on, on, on
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| Oh, who was one second of love?
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| One second of love, one second of love
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| Oh, who was one second of love?
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| One second of love, one second of love
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| Oh, who was one second of love?
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| One second of love, one second of love
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| Oh, who was one second of love?
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| One second of love, one second of love
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| You talk all the time without our love
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| Time is moving times get rough
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| You advise me how to play, when I’m with you
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| My favorite letter, you oh
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| Oh, who was one second of love?
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| One second of love, one second of love
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| Oh, who was one second of love?
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| One second of love, one second of love
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| Oh, who was one second of love?
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| One second of love, one second of love
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| Oh, who was one second of love?
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| One second of love, one second of love |