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House Dog, Party Favor. |
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Well-to-do on the bone you savor. |
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A local invitational, a roaring hello, |
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Mind's racing but you just don't know. |
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What to do, How to stop it. |
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When the seeds that you sow are all microscopic. |
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And your tailor made suit, yo the man's best friend. |
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And the city boy's out of his mind again. |
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House call, do yourself a favor. |
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Take a big bite of the fruit of your labor. |
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When you might be dreaming, go back in time. |
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To chariots, wizardry and regicide. |
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Where the warriors and the armor have a different name, |
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And the church and the paupers play the same old game. |
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So you try to break the rules that you just can't bend, |
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And the city boy's out of his mind again. |
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Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. |
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City boy's out of his mind again. |
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Oh yeah, oh yeah. |
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City boy's out of his mind again. |
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Sanitarium, and doing alright. |
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Three square meals and a bed for the night. |
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And you might be busted on the daily grind, |
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You got nurse Belinda and a porcupine. |
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So howling granny howl, and give'm a hoot, |
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And little nurse Belinda's licking off your boot |
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And you might even think that you like to pretend, |
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That its the city boy whose out of his mind again. |
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Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. |
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City boy's out of his mind again. |
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Oh yeah, oh yeah. |
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City boy's out of his mind again. |
