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We've got nothin', got nothin' in common, just nothin' in commonMy darling, at allI love the opera, I detest the best popCan't stand the opera, I like music that bopsWe're not fated, not heaven-createdWe're really mis-mated, our chances are smallLet's part, be real smart and not start with this romance'cause outside of both having stars in our eyesAnd outside of sighing the same kind of sighsWe've got nothin' in common at allWe've got nothin', got nothin' in common, just nothin' in commonIt never could lastI love Picasso, he's all style and he's all flairI've seen Picasso and I think he's a squareOur two goals are apart as the poles areAs lovers our roles are completely miscastLet's make a clean break and not take any chances'cause outside of thinking you're something divineAnd outside of wanting your lips close to mineWe've got nothin' in commonWe've got nothin' in common at all From Letras Mania