Written by George Michael

Cause you re beautiful (Like no other)
Cause you re beautiful (maybe tonightthey ll see you tonight)

Beautiful .... beautiful

And it s no good waiting by the window
It s no good waiting for the sun
Please believe methe things you dream of
They don t fall in the laps of no-one

And it s no good . . . Waitingwaiting
And it s no good . . . Waiting

You ve got to go to the city

Always the same
Always the same dreams yeah yeah
Always the same (yes you re movin up)

Well you ve got to think of something
Cause your job pays you nothing
But you ve got the things God gave you
So the music may yet be your saviour

Got to be a waysome way
Got to be some way to make your way to the light (All the girls say)
Got to be some waytodaytodaymaybe tonightmaybe tonight

And it s always the same . . .
Always the same dreams yeah yeah
Always the same (yes you re movin up)

You re beautifulyou areand you know it
You re wasted hereyou re a star
In this small town of hand-me-downs who don t even know it

Sometimes it brings you down
Sometimes it eats you up
Sometimes you think that your head s going to blow
It doesn t get better . . .

Don t you knowyou ve got to go to the city
You ve got to reach the other side of the glass
I think you ll make it in the city baby
I think you know that you are more than just
Some fucked up piece of ass

Got to be a waysome way
Got to be some way to make your way to the light (All the boys say)
Got to be some waytodaytodaymaybe tonight
They ll see you tonight

And it s always the same
A lways the same
Always the same dreams yeah yeah
Always the same (yes you re movin up)

Cause you re beautiful (like no other)
Cause you re beautiful (take memake me)
Cause you re beautiful (maybe tonightthey ll see you tonight)

Beautiful .... beautiful

And it s no good waiting by the window
It s no good waiting for the sun
Please believe methe things you dream of
They don t fall in the laps of no-one

And it s no good . . . Waitingwaiting
And it s no good . . . Waiting

You ve got to go to the city
You ve got to go to the city
They re going to find you there

Cause you re beautiful
Cause you re beautiful

Sometimes it brings you down
Sometimes it eats you up
Sometimes you think that your head s going to blow and
It doesn t get better . . .

Don t you knowyou ve got to go to the city
You ve got to reach the other side of the glass
I think you ll make it in the city baby
I think you know that you are more than just
Some fucked up piece of ass

More than just ...

Sid you ve got to think of something
Cause your job pays you nothing
But you ve got the things God gave you
So the music may yet be your saviour

Do you want a savioursaviour
Say that you do
You know you re wasted herewasted here
And there ain t no miracles happening any time soon ...

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