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We all try to be different but all alike Sharing art and we all bleed red tonight When I hit the club, promise to me love No matter who you are, can get along Meet a new stranger, a new friend Never know a friend to the end American to London and back Wave your love when you wave your That's right, I wave your love When you wave your flag, be
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