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I sit at this table with nine headsEach one fills me with dreadAnd each one takes a tollAnd each one kills my soulAnd one to tell me I'm a sinnerAnd one to tell me I'm beginnerAnd one to take me under the tableAnd one to tell me I am wonderfulI do what I do and I hate to regretI do what I do and I hate to regretNo one really likes youAnd no one really caresI do what I do and I hate to regretI do what I do and I hate to regretNo one really likes youAnd no one really cares, yeah, alrightI sit at this table for some timeEach head has a little rhymeEach one makes me emptyAnd each one's full of plentyAnd two to tell me I'll get nowhereLetras de cancionesAnd two to tell me I am everywhereAnd one to take me under the tableAnd one to tell me I am wonderfulI do what I do and I hate to regretI do what I do and I hate to regretNo one really likes youAnd no one really caresI do what I do and I hate to regretI do what I do and I hate to regretNo one really likes youAnd no one really cares, yeah, alrightI do what I do and I hate to regretI do what I do and I hate to regretNo one really likes youAnd no one really cares, yeahI do what I do and I hate to regretI do what I do and I hate to regretNo one really likes youAnd no one really cares, yeah, alright From Letras Mania