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ANOTHER DAY IN PARADISE
Phil Collins
She calls out to the man
on the street
Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep
Is there somewhere you can tell me?
He walks on, doesn't look
back
He pretends he can't hear her
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
Seems embarassed to be there
Oh, think twice
'Cos it's another day for you and me in paradise
Oh, think twice
It's just another day for you
You and me in paradise
She calls out to the man
on the street
He can see she's been crying
She's got blisters on the souls of her feet
She can't walk but she's trying
Oh Lord, is there nothing
more anybody can do?
Oh Lord, there must be something You can say?
You can tell from the lines
on her face
You can see that she's been there
Probably been moved on from every place
'Cos she didn't fit in there
© 1989 Hit & Run Music (Publishing) Ltd.
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