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Blinded by the light |
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Wrapped up like a deuce |
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Another runner in the night |
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Blinded by the light |
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Wrapped up like a deuce |
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Another runner in the night |
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Blinded by the light |
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Wrapped up like a deuce |
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Another runner in the night |
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Blinded by the light... |
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Madman drummers bummers |
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Indians in the summer |
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With a teenage diplomat |
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In the dumps with the mumps |
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As the adolescent pumps |
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His way into his hat |
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With a boulder on my shoulder |
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Feeling kinda older |
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I tripped a merry-go-round |
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With this very unpleasing |
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Sneezing and wheezing |
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The calliope crashed to the ground |
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The calliope crashed to the ground |
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Oh, she was blinded by the light |
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Wrapped up like a deuce |
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Another runner in the night |
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Blinded by the light |
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Wrapped up like a deuce |
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Another runner in the night |
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Blinded by the light |
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Wrapped up like a deuce |
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Another runner in the night |
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Blinded by the light |
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Wrapped up like a deuce |
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Another runner in the night... |
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Some silicone sister |
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With her manager mister |
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Told me I've got what it takes |
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She said |
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"I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong |
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Play the song with the funky break" |
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And go-kart Mozart |
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Was checking out the weather chart |
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To see if it was safe outside |
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And little Early Pearly |
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Came by in his curly wurly |
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And asked me if I needed a ride |
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Asked me if I needed a ride |
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'Cause she was blinded by the light |
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Wrapped up like a deuce |
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Another runner in the night |
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Blinded by the light |
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She got down but she never got tight |
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She's gonna make it to the night |
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She's gonna make it through the night |
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But mama, that's where the fun is |
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But mama, that's where the fun is |
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Mama always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun |
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But mama, that's where the fun is |
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Some brimstone baritone |
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Anticyclone rolling stone |
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Preacher from the east |
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Says, "Dethrone the dictaphone |
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Hit it in its funny bone |
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That's where they expect it least" |
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And some new mown chaperone |
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Was standing in the corner |
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Watching the young girls dance |
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And some fresh-sown moonstone |
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Was messing with his frozen zone |
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Reminding him of romance |
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The calliope crashed to the ground |
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'Cause she was blinded by the light |
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Wrapped up like a deuce |
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Another runner in the night |
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Blinded by the light |
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Wrapped up like a deuce |
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Another runner in the night |
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(repeated continuously) |
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(sung simultaneously:) |
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Madman drummers bummers |
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Indians in the summer |
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With a teenage diplomat |
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In the dumps with the mumps |
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As the adolescent pumps |
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His way into his hat |
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With a boulder on my shoulder |
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Feeling kinda older |
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I tripped a merry-go-round |
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With this very unpleasing |
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Sneezing and wheezing |
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The calliope crashed to the ground |
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Now Scott with a slingshot |
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Finally found a tender spot |
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And throws his lover in the sand |
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And some bloodshot forget-me-not |
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Said, "Daddy's within earshot |
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Save the buckshot and turn up the band" |
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Some silicone sister |
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With her manager mister |
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Told me I've got what it takes |
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She said, |
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"I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong" |
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She got down but she never got tight |
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She's gonna make it through the night |