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Tattoo'd Lady, |
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Bearded baby, |
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They're my family. |
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When I was lonely, |
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Something told me, where, |
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I could always be. |
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Where I could, |
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Wish for pennies, |
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If we had any. |
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You'd meet me down, |
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At the shooting gallery. |
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Yes I'm a, |
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Fair ground baby. |
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Wonder what made me, |
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Fall for the pearly queen. |
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I spent my youth, |
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Under canvas roof, |
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As I roamed from town to town. |
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I'm not fooling, |
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When I say I got no schoolin', |
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Never like the class bell sound. |
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From the caravan, |
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I hear the fairground band, |
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Sounding good as they can be. |
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You know I can't be found, |
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But if you look around, |
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Tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn. |
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Alright... |
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Now hear it on the loud speaker say, |
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The fire eater is a real fine sight to see, |
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Yeah he's a death cheater, |
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Some kind of central heater, |
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Be sure to save a seat for me. |
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Let me tell you 'bout wicked Sadie, |
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She's no baby, |
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The law came, |
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And tried to close her sideshow down. |
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But soon she had the D.A. cheering, |
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The police chief wearing, |
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Her garter for a crown. |
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I spent my youth, |
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Under canvas roof, |
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As I roamed from town to town. |
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I'm not fooling, |
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When I say I got no schoolin', |
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Never like the school bell sound. |
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From the caravan, |
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I hear the fairground band, |
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Sounding good as they can be. |
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You know I can't be found, |
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But if you look around, |
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Tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn. |
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Yeahh... |
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Tattoo'd Lady, |
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Bearded baby, |
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They're my family. |
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When I was lonely, |
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Something told me, where, |
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I could always be. |
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Where I could, |
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Wish for pennies, |
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If we had any. |
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You'd meet me down, |
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At the shooting gallery. |
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Tattoo'd lady........ |