Tom:
Introdução: B
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Not every man can understand a life like mine
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A silver spoon and fork and knife and sweet red wine
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That spills onto the floor, a little sacrifice
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My subjects lap it up and think that it's so nice
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I'm a king
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I'm a king
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I'm a king
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Wooo-oh
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Not every man can know the taste of finer things
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Respect and ease and happiness that power brings
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I tremble when the sun reflects the guillotine
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The stench of hopelessness could make a dead man sing
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I'm a king
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I'm a king
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I'm a king
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Wooo-oh
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Not every girl can rule the world beneath a crown
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Climb on top the biggest one and take him down
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I know we'd all be better off if he just died
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I'm smooth enough to make it look like suicide
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I'm smooth enough to make it look like suicide
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I'm a queen
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I'm a queen
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I'm a queen
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Wooo-oh
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I'm a queen
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I'm a queen
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I'm a queen
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Wooo-oh