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I'm sitting on a hilltop looking at a traffic jam |
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Laughin' at the people as they drive as fast as they can |
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But five miles an hour won't get them very far |
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They'll still be sitting in their car |
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Sitting on a hilltop lookin' at the rushed out crowed |
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The words that they're yelling have got to make their mamas proud |
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But at the rate their goin' its gonna be about a year |
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Before they get to second gear |
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I'm sitting on a hilltop lookin at the city move |
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It makes a lot of noise but it cant seem to find a groove |
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People took my advice they tried to slow things down |
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Stop and take a look around |
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See me sitting on a hilltop lookin' at 'em look at me |
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They see a smile on my face and my hair blowin in the breeze |
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Maybe just one of them will stop and say hello |
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And sit awhile before they go |
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It's time to time to play the music |
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It's time to light the lights |
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It's time to get things started for another show tonight |
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It's time to put on make up |
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It's time to do something right |
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It's time to play the music on the Muppet Show tonight |