34 lyrics for "Some people (Yeah)"

Remind me, remind me YeahYeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to
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(Yeah, I'm free, yeah, I'm free, yeah) But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place,
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Remind me, remind me YeahYeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to
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Remind me, remind me YeahYeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to
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Remind me, remind me YeahYeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to
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I don't know what love is But I think I must have it bad YeahYeah, you know I don't know what love is people Whoa, but I think I must have it bad YeahYeah, you know some people say love is just a gamble But whatever it is, it's enough to drive old B. mad They
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And different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo I am everyday people, yeah yeahyeah Oh sha sha we got to live together Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong My own beliefs are in my song The butcher, the banker, the
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Oh yeahyeah, once upon a time in the west Some people get a cheap laugh breaking up the speed limit Scaring the pedestrians for a minute Crossing up progress driving on the grass Leaving just enough room to pass Sunday driver never took a test Yes it's no
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Yeah yeahyeah and it's okay I tie my hands up to a chair so I don't fall that way YeahYeah yeahyeah and I'm alright I took a sip of something poison but I'll hold on tight I took a sip of something poison, a sip of something poison Sometimes life it takes you by the
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It's a lot to you, it's a lot to you But it ain't nothing to me People talk, it's just word of mouth No, it ain't nothing to me You talking loud 'cause I'm not around YeahYeah, that's something to see Say I’m the man and I'm winning now That shit ain't
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