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Came from the top of the deck |
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Warm and direct |
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No more shoes |
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No more news |
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No more blues |
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Iranian gown on your frame |
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Born to the game |
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No more shoes |
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No more news |
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No more blues--getcha back! |
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All my stray thoughts |
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They are unarranged |
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All my stray thoughts |
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They are impure |
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Give me sidearm compliments |
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Give an autopsy of the event |
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Such uneven principles |
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Time and time and time again |
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Spare me your contrarian thaw |
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Beautiful nerves, send you wild |
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Lost in a pile |
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Of old shoes |
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Of old news |
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Of old blues |
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A gallery of vivid dreams |
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Torn and extreme |
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No more shoes |
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No more news |
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No more shoes |
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No more blues |
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No more, no more, no more, no more |
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No more more more more blues |
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I was made for lovin' you, baby |
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I want my alka-seltzer! |
