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Текст песни Everybody needs to be needed

Everybody needs to be needed
Everyone needs a place they can call their own
For me it s been so long... too long
I think I grew up in New York City
But that could be cause it looks like burning town
So many people around
I ve been traveling through London and Paris
Swiching trains, seeing plains as I m moving along
So what s wrong?

Where is my home, I can t remember
Where is my home, it s late December, wow
What a funny life
Where is my home, I have no number
Where is my home, I have no answer, wow
This is a funny life
Where is my home?

I m a nice guy, polite and good-smelling
Playing piano and spreading the music around
I have a real nice sound... oh yeah
Lost myself between Rome and Moscow
Can t seem to find those old bread crumbs to guide me home
Maybe I ate them in Rome

Where is my home, I can t remember
Where is my home, it s late December, wow
What a funny life, for me
Where is my home, I have no number
Where is my home, I have no answer now
This is a funny life
Where is my home?

I bought a ticket and bound for Jamaica
Don t think that I ll be able to fake them alone
That s not where I belong
No no, tell me

Where is my home, I can t remember
Where is my home, it s late December now
What a funny life, for me
Where is my home, I have no number
Where is my home, I have no answer now
This is a funny life
So funny, funny

Everybody needs to be needed
Everyone needs a place they can call their own
For mr it s been so long, too long
I think I grew up in New York City
But that could be cause it looks like burning town
So many people around...


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