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There's always a number that'll make you feel better 'bout yourselfYou try to measure up, try to measure up to somebody elseNumbers are out to get you, numbers are out to get youNumbers, oohThey say that you're too short to join the teamAnd your Iq's too low for poetryNumbers are out to get you, numbers are out to get youNumbers, oohI hear the sadness in your laughterSo call on me and tell me what you needJust call on me and tell me what you needLook at him, look at her, they've got a million likesYou better figure out to how to multiply, divideNumbers are out to get you, they'll kill you if they get youNumbers, oohI hear the sadness in your laughterCall on me and tell me what you needJust call on me and tell me what you needAnd then one number zeroIn the end, does it matter?All that we even really knowIs every nail needs a hammerBut the numbers I computeWhen we look and the two becomes one(Two point zero one one two three five one two)I hear the sadness in your laughterI hear the sadness in your laughter
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