As I follow you, where will you lead me In the moment you die Why do we owe anyone repentance, repentance We don't owe, we don't owe Question, all that you knew Question, It's how you'll find the truth Question, question It will only make you stronger To

I won't dance I won't dance, don't ask me When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle Especially when we do the Continental And that's why I won't dance, why should I? I won't dance, how could I? I won't dance, merci beaucoup I won't dance, Madame,

Don't bring me bad news, no bad news I don't need none of your bad news today You're a sad little boy, anyone can see you're just a sad little boy That's why you're carrying on that way Why don't you burn it all down, burn your own house down, burn your

I sit up all night And know it ain't right, baby But I don't I don't think, don't think that I Talk no more And everybody says Boy why don't you just leave it alone But I don't think I can

'Cause you're my cover, cover girl I think you're a superstar, yeah you are Why don't you know Yeah, you're so pretty that it hurts It's what's underneath your skin The beauty that shines within You're the only one that rocks my world My cover girl When

And I'll be me Why don't you be you Just let it be So come on, let it go Everything that's broke Leave it to the breeze From walking home and talking loads Seeing shirts in evening clothes with you From nervous touch and getting drunk

And I'll be me Why don't you be you Just let it be So come on, let it go Everything that's broke Leave it to the breeze From walking home and talking loads Seeing shirts in evening clothes with you From nervous touch and getting drunk

And you want to travel blind And you want to travel with her Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night beside her And you know that she's half crazy But that's why you want to be there And she

People will say we're in love! People will say we're in love. Why do they think up stories that link my name with yours? Why do the neighbors chatter all day, behind their doors? I know a way to prove what they say is quite untrue. Here is the gist, a

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