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Uptown, going down, old lifeline |
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Walking down faster, walking with the master of time |
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My lady woke up and she broke down, she got up, she let go |
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Take me, Timer, shake me, |
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Timer, Timer let it blow, let it blow |
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My darling friends, oh, |
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I belong to |
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Timer, he changed my face |
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You're a fine, fine one, |
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TimerYou've got me walking through the gates of space |
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I keep rememberin' indoors that |
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I used to walk through |
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Baby, I'm not tryin' to talk you down |
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But I could walk through them doors onto a pleasure ground |
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It was sweet and funny, a pleasure ground |
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Didn't know about money, did not know about |
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TimerDid not know about |
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TimerHolding to my cradle at the start, but now my hand is open |
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And now my hand is ready for my heart |
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So let the wind blow, |
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Timer, I like her song |
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And if the song goes minor, |
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I won't mind |
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And Timer knows the lady's gonna love again |
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Timer says the lady rambles never more |
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If you love me true and if you love me true |
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I'll spend my life with you and |
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TimerYou're a jigsaw, |
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Timer, you're a, |
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God is a jigsaw timer |
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You're a jigsaw, |
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Timer, you're a, |
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God is a jigsaw timer |
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Timer, souling with |
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Timer, souling with |
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Timer, souling with |
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TimerLet it go |
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TimerTimer |
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Timer... |
