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Big shot, tell you what |
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Tell me what goes on around here |
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Go on and get me in the corner |
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Smoke my cigarettes and drink my beer |
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Tell me that this world |
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Is no place for the weak |
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Then you can look me in the eye |
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And tell me if you see a trace of fear |
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You gotta look sharp |
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You gotta look sharp |
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And you gotta have no illusions |
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Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder |
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Okay, what you say |
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Tell me what they're wearing this year |
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Go on and laugh at me 'cause you don't see |
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That I got something going right here |
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Say I'm just a dreamer |
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Say I'm just a kid |
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Well ace, shut your face |
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Maybe you will see or hear |
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You gotta look sharp |
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You gotta look sharp |
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And you gotta have no illusions |
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Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder |
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Big shot, thanks a lot |
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Gotta go it's getting late |
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I got a date with my tailor now |
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Thanks for putting me so straight |
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Tell me, how they run |
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The crime down every street |
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But check your watch and wallet now |
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Before I go and you're too late |
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You gotta look sharp |
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You gotta look sharp |
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And you gotta have no illusions |
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Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder |
