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Somebody To Love

Each morning I wake up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Say Lord I understand what you're doing to me
See I've spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief,
Lord!
Somebody, somebody, somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
I work hard (he works hard) every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones (at the end of the day)
At the end of the day I take home all my hard earned pay on my own
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord, somebody, somebody, somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
(He works hard)
Everyday see I try and I try and I try
But everybody tries to bring me down
You know they

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