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By Richard Starkey and Ron Wood People like you see it comin` a mile off, Find it hard stayin` in line. It`s not that no one really hears you, Just that nobody really cares. Like someone who`s just seen the light, Like someone looking for a fight. Same thing ev`ry day, being foolish, Being asked to lose your seat. Don`t look to me askin` To be helped up to your feet. Don`t you know you`re a dead giveaway? You`re a dead giveaway, You`re a dead giveaway, You`re a dead giveaway, You`re a dead giveaway, Dead giveaway. Don`t look to me `cause i know your game, Nonsense merchant, hall of fame. Take it or leave it, you`re a blind drunk, And if you ain`t that, you`re far too stoned. `Cause you`re a dead giveaway, Smell a rat in ev`rything you do. Well, you`re a dead giveaway, Asked to leave ev`rywhere you go. People say you`re a dead giveaway, Dead giveaway, Dead giveaway, Dead giveaway. Somebody knockin` at the door! You`re a dead giveaway, I`ve seen you happy all the time. Don`t live lonely life, Dead giveaway. Well, it`s a dead giveaway, You`re a dead giveaway, Dead giveaway, Nobody really cares, Dead giveaway. Dead giveaway, Dead giveaway, Dead giveaway, Dead giveaway. |