100 lyrics for "Here we go, here we go, here we go again"

Or we will never be friends again We're here today and gone tomorrow oh None of us knows when life will end I wanna keep you for my friend One of us has to say he's sorry yeah Let's have a drink and talk it over I wanna keep you for my date
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And daughters that don't belong to anyone And we are alone under this sun We are the long forgotten sons And we work to fix the work that you've undone Far from home on a road unknown Where the vultures circle on winds that blow From northern skies that
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Here I go again, I hear those trumpets blow again. All aglow again, takin' a chance on love. Here I slide again, about to take that ride again. Starry-eyed again, takin' a chance on love. I thought that cards were a frame-up, I never would try. Now I'm
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We could make a comeback if you come back We were on top of the world people wanted what we had We could have it again don't you know that Six months passed since we both said goodbye Never thought that I'd run into you here tonight And I can't ever
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We livin this 'til the day that we die Survival of the fit - nigga we still alive And here we go again why'all callin in reinforcements The Mobb come through, stop up the shit P'll come through and shot up your vest Shoot at your head, not-a-leg eh?
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Where my sorrow goes, there I'll be Water runs up through my door And washed me clean of my childhood Dirt on the floor, a reminder Well I can't tell you I'm not at all afraid Crossing that river again on a boat Takes in more than it floats on above And
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Here we go again Another go round for all of my friends Another non stop will it ever end No we don’t I know you said That you don’t like it complicated You’re gonna see the things that I see
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Now it's a long way down Now we're heading up high Where no harm will get in our way Will we ever touch ground again? We won't go in, we won't go Why end it? Why end it? See, when you're holding on to all that you can't Be, know that all there is to gain
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I gotta get home there's a garden to tend There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic Whistling static When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again Well I can't believe that my lime tree is dead I
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