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Intro: Estrofe 1:             We all face the same way             Still it takes all day             Take a look to my left             Pick out the worst and the best                              (*)             She paints her lip             Greasy and thick             Another mirror stare                                   (*)             And she’s going where? Estrofe 2:            (Same chords and rhythm as Verse 1)             Another office affair             To kill an unborn scare?             You talk dirty to a priest             Makes you human at least             Is she running away             To start a brand new day?             Or she going home?             Why’s she driving alone? Refrão 1:              Is anyone going anywhere?              Everyone’s gotta be somewhere            Estrofe 3:            (mesmo acorde e ritmo das estrofes 1 e 2)             She got a body in the boot             Or just bags full of food?             Those are models legs             But are they womens are they mens?             She shouts down the phone             Missed a payment on the loan             She gotta be above the rest             Keeping up with the best Refrão 2:              Is anyone going anywhere?              Everyone’s gotta be somewhere            instrumental:                  {x2}                   Estrofe 4: Waits tables for a crook? Wrote a hard back book? You teach kids how to read? Or sell your body on the street? A nurse without a job? Another uptown snob? But have I got you all wrong? Refrão 3:              Is anyone going anywhere?              Is anyone going anywhere?              Is anyone going anywhere?              Everyone’s gotta be somewhere            Outro:                       {x4}