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This is for all the lonely people |
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Thinkin’ that life has passed them by |
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Don´t give up, until you drink from the silver cup |
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and ride the highway in the sky |
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This is for all the lonely people |
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Thinkin’ that life has left them dry |
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Don´t give up, until you drink from the silver cup |
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You never know until you try |
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Well I´m on my way back home |
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This is for all the lonely people |
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Thinkin’ that life has passed them by |
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drink from the silver cup |
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you never know until you try |
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