Building me a home, thinking I'd be strong there.
But I was a fool, playing by the rules.
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice.
And someone way down here loses someone dear.
The winner takes it all, the loser has to fall.
It's simple and it's plain.
Why should I complain?
The Winner Takes It All - Abba.
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