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You're on to something good
But I can't believe it's all
That matters to you
A fool, who never seems happy
When things are great
It's too late before you can think
The thought has entered your mind
And it will be back soon
You're on to something good
But I can't believe it's all
That matters to you
A fool, who never seems happy
When things are great
It's too late before you can think
The thought has entered your mind
And it will be back soon