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else's song, somebody else's song You've got no, no, no, no on your own Somebody else's song, somebody along Why you la, la, la, la leave it alone Somebody else's song, somebody song got no, no, no, no hope on your own
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Somebody else's song, somebody else's You've got no, no, no, no on your own Somebody else's song, somebody along you la, la, la, la leave it alone Somebody else's song, somebody song You've got no, no, no, no on your own Somebody else's song, somebody along Won't you la, la, la, la leave it having breakfast in bed having breakfast in bed....