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On the third floor of the hotel there's a pregnant Flamenco dancer In the bathtub with a razor and she's planning her great escape In a way she's giving up on herself, whoooa Either way she's giving up some of herself, whoooa In the backyard there's a small boy playing soldiers with an army ranger In the front room there's a mother to the small boy, She's a total stranger In a way she's giving up on herself, whoooa Either way she's giving up some of herself, whoooa Love is only what you give up Life isn't what you get Love won't always fill your cup But life's when you start to live Life's when you learn to give When I leave here I'm going to go to the small boy And that flamenco dancer Leave the guitar and the spotlight I'm gonna go home to my biggest fans In a way I'm giving up some of myself, whoooa In a way isn't that what it's about, whoooa In a way I'm giving up some of myself, whoooa Whoooa, oh whoooa, oh whoooa Isn't that what it's about Oh, whoooa, oh, whoooa, whoooa, no no noo Oh, whoooa, oh, whoooa, Isn't that what it's about Oh, whoooa, oh, whoooa Isn't that what it's about Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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