Jimmy Barnes - No Second Prize [DVD] Lyrics
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No Second Prize [DVD]
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What Are The Lyrics For No Second Prize [DVD] By Jimmy Barnes?
Oh Yeah
I heard about a person who had a broken heart With nothing to drive him on, no hope no spark no flame He couldn't see at all tears they were blinding him He kept it all inside, the guilt and all the pain You know I say I tried to warn him They had him backed up against the wall I hope I'm not too late No one can tell you exactly what you have gotta be You've got to stand your ground and fight to save your life It may be hard but ooh ooh it's the only way Always remembering there ain't no second prize There ain't no second prize You know I say I tried to warn him They had him backed up against the wall Why can't I stand up and try to tell him They've got me backed up against the wall I hope I'm not too late No one can tell you exactly what you have gotta be You've got to stand your ground and fight to save your life It may be hard but ooh ooh it's the only way Always remembering there ain't no second prize There ain't no second prize Oh no there ain't no second prize There ain't no second prize Oh no there ain't no second prize There's not gonna be no second prize Oh no there ain't no second prize Oh there's no second prize Oh no there ain't no second prize Never never never never gonna be Oh no there ain't no second prize |
Who Wrote No Second Prize [DVD] By Jimmy Barnes?
James Dixon Barnes
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