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Think of it, I,
hold the word in the palm of my hand,
Run a comb throught my hair,
head on out for some new foreign land.
And all this could seem like a dream out the door,
With everyday people, face down on the floor.
I always said I could make it and be who I am.
There´s a new look in sight,
what a change for the new modern man.
With all this it seems,
like I´m dying for more.
The streets are on fire,
never seen it before.
It´s like the sound of electric guitar.
Worlds collide and hearts will be broken,
Over and over, it´s the same everyday-
How can I say, what has never concerned me.
The secret of my success is I´m living- 25 hours a day.
It´s amazing to me,
what a fool will believe to bet by.
With a change of your mind,
I can live, I can fly
The harder the come,
the harder they fall.
I never said maybe
and I go for it all.
Just like a sound of electric guitars.
Worlds collide and hearts will be broken,
Over and over, it´s the same everyday-
How can I say, what has never concerned me.
The secret of my success is I´m living- 25 hours a day.
With nothing to show,
just sweat for my soul.
My heart´s on the line
and I´m dying to go (dying to go)
Look at us now,
gonna make it somehow
Hold on to me baby,
can´t hold me down.
Oooh yeaahh
Worlds collide and hearts will be broken,
Over and over, it´s the same everyday-
How can I say, what has never concerned me.
The secret of my success is I´m living- 25 hours a day.
Na na na na na na na.....
The secret of my success is I´m living- 25 hours a day.
Na na na na na na na....
25 hours a day...