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Well you know
You can never have it all
No you can never have it all
But who wants that kind of weight now?

And I hear
She’s a model now, my friend
She’s a model now, my friend
Living on disorders, cigarettes and lettuce
In the apartment she shares
With Cindy, her friend
With Cindy, her friend
And all the songs she knows now are catcalls

And you know she can never have it all
No, she can never have it all
She’s so far away
From that eisteddfod.

And Joe says he saw the captain in the dole line
School captain in the dole line
And he swears he’s a broken man
Still missing his ex-girlfriend
Still loving his ex-girlfriend
It’s been seven years
But he thinks there’s still a chance

And you know he can never have it all
No he can never have it all
He’s so far away
From that regatta.

And she listens
To the weather now, my friend
To the weather now, my friend
Got to worry about the children’s sweaters
In the playground with their friends
And the children of her friends
Who she thinks are spoilt brats
But who’s telling Sarah?

And she knows they can never have it all
No they can never have it all
They’re so far away
From the breadline.

Now I’m kissing Tom’s new lover at the bar
(yes, my new lover at the bar)
Guess I’ve learnt fuck all since high school
( oh yes you’ve learnt fuck all since high school)

And you know we can never have it all
No we can never have it all
But sure, I’m sure, I’m sure, I’m sure
We’re all pretending…

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