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  1. Oh-oh, yes, I’m the great pretender
    Pretending that I’m doing well
    My need is such, I pretend too much
    I’m lonely, but no one can tell
    Oh-oh, yes, I’m the great pretender
    Adrift in a world of my own
    I played the game but to my real shame
    You’ve left me to grieve all alone
    Too real is this feeling of make-believe
    Too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal
    (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
    Yes, I’m the great pretender
    Just laughin’ and gay like a clown
    I seem to be what I’m not, you see
    I’m wearing my heart like a crown
    Pretending that you’re still around
    Too real is this feeling of make-believe
    Too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal
    (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
    Yes, I’m the great pretender
    Just laughin’ and gay like a clown
    I seem to be what I’m not, you see
    I’m wearing my heart like a crown
    Pretending that you’re still around
    (Still around)

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