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How many times must i get up
Look out and see the same old view
How many times must i wear the same old things
And hear the same old things that i do, i do
How many times must i clean this face my face
And how many times must i shine my shoes, oh lord
How many times must i drink the same old drink
And dream the same old dreams that i do
Because i, i know one thing
There ain't nothing that could ever ease the pain
But for your line and mine
I want that loving again
How many times must i pass your place. your place
And how many times must i follow you, you
How many times must i see the same old things
When all i should be seeing is you
Because i, i know one thing
There ain't nothing that could ever ease the pain
But for your line and mine
I want that loving again, again
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