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Testo: Ringo Starr. Dead Giveaway.

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