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I Was Born To Love You With Every Single Beat Of My Heart. I Was Born To Take Care Of You Every Single Day Of My Life.

What Will I Be Doing In Twenty Years' Time? I'll Be Dead, Darling! Are You Crazy?

Is This The Real Life? Is This Just Fantasy? Caught In A Landslide, No Escape From Reality. Open Your Eyes, Look Up To The Skies And See, I'm Just A Poor Boy, I Need No Sympathy, Because I'm Easy Come, Easy Go, Little High, Little Low, Any Way The Wind Blows Doesn't Really Matter To Me, To Me.

I Love The Fact That I Can Make People Happy, In Any Form. Even If It’s Just An Hour Of Their Lives, If I Can Make Them Feel Lucky Or Make Them Feel Good, Or Bring A Smile To A Sour Face, That To Me Is Worthwhile.

The Reason We're Successful, Darling? My Overall Charisma, Of Course.