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Sumatran
I try to put it over my shoulder But I've got too much to say And things just don't seem to come out right And I seem to have got it into my way
And I've got to live my life in my stride I've got to live my life in style in my stride I've got to, got to live my life in my stride I've got to live my life in style in my stride
I watch them try and move by and remember What somebody once said to me And as I dim the lights the calmness returns And I loose my train of thought again
And I've got to live my life in my stride I've got to live my life in style in my stride I've got to, got to live my life in my stride I've got to live my life in style in my stride
Does the grass look greener? Or have my eyes turned green? Dissatisfaction only leaves a taste inside my mouth
And I've got to live my life in my stride I've got to live my life in style in my stride I've got to, got to live my life in my stride I've got to live my life in style in my stride
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