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There he stood and there we left |
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Outside the flashing neon sign |
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With the smell of cheap cigars |
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And the hope of sweet perfume |
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And his heart it was reeling |
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With the thrill of it all |
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All to do and only hours |
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He said all this is all yours |
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You can have it all |
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You can take it all away |
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From where we left off |
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Living it all |
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Your way |
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If you'll stand in my shoes |
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If you'll do what I do |
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On a wages day |
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On a wages day |
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And the cap from Disneyland |
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That his cousin she brought back |
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Stays open in his hand |
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From one week to another |
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And this long narrow land |
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Is full of possibility |
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All to do and only hours |
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He said all this is all yours |
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You can have it all |
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You can take it all away |
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From where we left off |
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Living it all |
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Your way |
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If you'll stand in my shoes |
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If you'll do what I do |
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On a wages day |
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On a wages day |
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And you can have it all |
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You can take it all away |
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From where we left off |
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Living it all |
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Your way |
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If you'll stand in my shoes |
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If you'll do what I do |
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On a wages day |
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On a wages day |
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On a wages day |
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On a wages day |
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On a wages day |
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On a wages day |
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If you'll do what I do |
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On a wages day |
