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Written by: Ben Taylor What if just like everyone else You were kidding yourself And you decided the love you'd been resisting Had only your best
James Taylor Like everyone she knows She's holding out for truelove Waiting on an answer Ready for a change And everywhere she goes She's just a little
"Sell a mirage," says The Voice of The Cunning Button down, yes-men, market it well "Sell a mirage and the hordes come running" Cheap grace rains like
Poor puppy, you look so sad I guess you think that no one ever Felt so bad before Everybody has the blues Everybody has the blues Everybody knows the
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Like everyone she knows She's holding out for truelove Waiting on an answer Ready for a change And everywhere she goes She's just a little bit on the
Beneath the tide the fishes glide Fin to fin and side to side For fishy love has now begun Fishy love, finny fun Paper moon, paper heart Pink balloon
You don't know me but I'm your brother I was raised here in this living hell You don't know my kind in your world Fairly soon the time will tell You,
Hmm Tired and worried on the couch But you know how to wake me Your voice on the other line It shakes me You say, "Are you there?" And I can't help but
Poor puppy, you look so sad, I guess you think that no one ever felt so bad before. Everybody has the blues, everybody has the blues. Everybody knows
Like everyone she knows, she's holding out for true love, waiting on an answer, ready for a change. And everywhere she goes, she's just a little bit on
Took my baby to the hop last night, what to my surprise, when we got there she hit me with the news right between the eyes- she said she couldn't do the
Beneath the tide the fishes glide, fin to fin and side to side. For fishy love has now begun, fishy love, finny fun. Paper moon, paper heart, pink balloon
(Roger Taylor) Everybody hurts sometime - you know it (you know it) And everybody loves sometime - don't be afraid to show it If you don't get a little
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