| You keep me running round and round
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| Well, that’s alright with me
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| Up and down, I’m up the wall
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| I’m up the bloody tree
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| That’s alright with me
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| Yeah, that’s alright with me
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| Well, it feels alright to me
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| Yeah, it looks alright to me
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| And I’m so tall, I’m so tall
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| You raise me and then you let me fall
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| And I’m so small, I’m so small
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| Wrapped around your finger, see me fall
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| You keep me running round and round
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| Well, that’s alright with me
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| Nothing, nothing, nothing’s gonna
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| Step in my way
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| Living on the ceiling
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| No more room down there
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| Things fall into place
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| You get the joke, fall into place
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| And I’m so tall, I’m so tall
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| You raise me and then you let me fall
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| And I’m so small, I’m so small
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| Wrapped around your finger, see me fall
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| Here we go
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| You keep me running round and round
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| Well, that’s alright with me
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| Up and down, I’m up the wall
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| I’m up the bloody tree
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| Hiding from your questions
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| Questions you won’t ask
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| Why am I up the tree, you say
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| Why are you down there, I say
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| And I’m so tall, I’m so tall
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| You raise me and then you let me fall
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| And I’m so small, I’m so small
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| Wrapped around your finger, see me fall
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| Hey |