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Check into a car wash, eat out at Bowlmore |
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Go buy a rose at the movies on a train |
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Get married by a biker, go hang a priest |
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Walk tall with a dwarf and you'll find relief |
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Leaning strategically on a Desoto at muscle beach |
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A four thousand car pile up made the freeway screech |
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Not talking about rubber but stereos |
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And the loudest one drilling was for Oreos |
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Where was I gonna find you, |
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Where was I supposed to look? |
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In some glittering diamond in the vallay |
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Or in the harpoons or your opium hooks? |
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Standing in line renting a toothpick |
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There were three armed raids on the bank |
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And would there be a kiosk at the gates of heaven |
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For sinners like me and Hank? |
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Saturday night you were dreaming city hospital |
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The band set up in the morgue |
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And while you was doing the Deshing White Sargeant |
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You cut your feet on the swords |