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Alright! |
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I said the joker is a wanted man, |
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He makes his way all across the land, |
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See him sifting through the sand, |
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So I'll tell you all the story, |
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'Bout the joker and the thief of the night, |
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He's always laughing in the midst of power, |
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Always living in the final hour, |
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There is always sweet in sour, |
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So we, are not, goin' home, |
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Can you see the joker flyin' over, |
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As she's standing in the field of clover, |
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Watching out everyday? |
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I wonder what would happen if he took her away? |
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What you see well you might not know, |
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You get the feelin' comin' after the glow, |
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The vagabond is moving slow, |
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So I'll tell you all the story, |
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'Bout the joker and the thief of the night, |
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All the people that he see in the night, |
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Hold their dreams up into the light, |
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The Wildebeest is setting her sights, |
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And we, are not, goin' home, |
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Can you see the joker flying over, |
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As she's standing in the field of clover, |
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Watching out everyday? |
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I wonder what would happen if he took her away? |
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I said the joker is a wanted man, |
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He makes his way all across the land, |
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See him sifting through the sand, |
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So I'll tell you all the story 'bout the the joker and the thief, |
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I said, I told you all the story 'bout the the joker and the thief, |
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I said, I told you all the story 'bout the the joker and the thief, of the |
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Night |
