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Once is never enoughNever is and never wasHere and now is all that countsHere and now in large amountsBe beautiful but shut upThe going can be real toughYou can keep your fancy barsClubby friends and fast carsAnd when the going gets hardYou can eat your credit cardsI really tried to fight itBut what the hell I like itThere is always room at the topDon't let them tell you that there is notMade in England born and bredAn eighteenth century brainIn a twenty first century headSongtexteIf some of this fits some of youOr like the things that you might doIt's the pleasure and the painThat makes us do it all againThey say be beautiful and shut upThe going can be real toughThere is always room at the topDon't let them tell you that there is notMade in England born and bredAn eighteenth century brainIn a twenty first century headRoom at the top - so eighteenth centuryRoom at the top - so eighteenth centuryRoom at the topThere's always roomRoom at the top - so eighteenth century (move over)Room at the top - so eighteenth century (move over)Room at the topThere's always roomThere is always room at the topDon't let them tell you that there is notMade in England born and bredAn eighteenth century brainThere is always room at the topDon't let them tell you that there is notMade in England born and bredAn eighteenth century brainThere is always room at the topDon't let them tell you that there is notMade in England born and bredAn eighteenth century brainThere is always room at the topDon't let them tell you that there is notMade in England born and bredAn eighteenth century brainIn a twenty first century
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"Room at the Top [Extended Mix]" as written by Marco Pirroni, Adam Ant, Andre Cymone
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing
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