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"Whoa! How Different We Are!" lyrics

Jonathan Richman Lyrics

"Whoa! How Different We Are!"

Whoa, how different we all are
(Yeah we are, yeah we are)
Whoa, how different one to the other
(Each to their own way, each to their own secret sorrow)

Whoa, what winding, winding ways
(Yeah, they are, yeah, they are)
Whoa, what twisted, twisted, twisted
(Each with their own turn, each with their own twisted twisted)

Whoa, whoa (Whoa, whoa)
Whoa, how different we all are
(Yeah, we are, yeah, we are)
Whoa, how different one to the other
(Each to their own way, each to their own secret sorrow)

Whoa, whoa (Whoa, whoa)
Whoa, how different we all are
(Yeah, we are, yeah, we are)
Whoa, how different one to the other
(Each to their own way, each to their own secret sorrow)


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album: "Ishkode! Ishkode!" (2016)
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