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Ah the drink and the fun |
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The singer, the song |
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Sing almighty how long |
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Throwin' shapes in the sun |
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What strange men we become |
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Sing almighty how long |
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Then you waste in the pale afternoon |
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And it's not gonna stop sometime soon |
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But back at the hotel |
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You're not feeling too well |
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Sing almighty how long |
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Who can tell? |
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Really, what's it to you |
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If it's false or if it's true |
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Sing almighty how |
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What good does it do? |
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When your singing is through |
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And they ask on to you |
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Sing almighty how |
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Really, how do you do? |
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Then you shake at the tip of a pen |
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And you're not going through this again |
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Does it keep you alert? |
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Do you know where it hurts? |
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Sing almighty how long |
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What's the worth? |
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But you'll risk it again for a song |
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It sounds right, it cannot be wrong |
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Your blood and your senses are strong |
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And you gotta keep movin' along |
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Yeah, you're riskin' it again |
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But you're not doing it for them |
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No, you're almighty how long |
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Your own man |
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Sing it almighty how long |
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Your own song |
