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