Rivals
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Rivals
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It seems to me there's no winner in this travesty
You said to me there's no magic, only chemistry
Oh, I can hear it now
The voice that told me I should walk away
We were dancing to disaster,
So we danced a little faster anyway
CHORUS :
'Cause we are rivals, feel the competition
We are rivals, loving opposition
We are rivals, rivals
You and me
What's left for you to prove
You stand still and make a mountain move
What's left to lose
You just stop playing till the light improves
Oh, this foolish ? is dancing with her fingers in your hair
She flicks her wrist and then if you resist
There will be wreckage everywhere
CHORUS
Why don't we hold fast
Why don't we hold our fire
We're always going to lose this battle
We'll never win
CHORUS TO FADE
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Barbara Dickson performs "Rivals", and this lyric page sits inside the Barbara Dickson catalog on LyroVerse.
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