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A
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In my hour of need I truly am indeed Alone Again (Naturally)
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B
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Just a few more hours and I'll be right home to you, I think I hear them calling, oh Beth what can I do?
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C
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But the thrill we've never known is the thrill that'll get ya when you get your picture on the Cover of the Rolling Stone
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D
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Don't Stop thinking about tomorrow, Don't Stop, it'll soon be here
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E
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East Bound and Down, loaded up and truckin′, we're gonna do what they say can't be done
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F
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If every word I said could make you laugh I'd talk Forever
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G
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Do a little dance, make a little love, Get Down Tonight
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H
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They livin' it up at the Hotel California, what a nice surprise, bring your alibis
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I
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I Can See Clearly Now the rain is gone, I can see all obstacles in my way
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J
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Joy to the World, all the boys and girls now, joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
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K
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I got a Nikon camera, I love to take a photograph, so mama don't take my Kodachrome away
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L
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We're Lost in Music, caught in a trap, no turnin' back
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M
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Oh Mandy, well you came and you gave without taking, but I sent you away
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N
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Blaming it all on the Nights on Broadway, singing them love songs, singing them straight-to-the-heart songs
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O
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Oh Very Young, what will you leave us this time? You're only dancin' on this earth for a short while
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P
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Just a Perfect Day, drink sangria in a park, and then later when it gets dark we go home
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Q
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Why do we never get an answer when we're knocking at the door with a thousand million Questions about hate and death and war?
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R
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I'm not the man they think I am at home, oh no, no, no, I'm a Rocket Man
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S
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And she'll take what you give her as long as it's free, yeah, she steals like a thief, but She's Always a Woman to me
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T
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Oh, oh, Telephone Line give me some time, I'm living in twilight
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U
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Undercover Angel, midnight fantasy, I never had a dream that made sweet love to me
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V
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Ventura Highway in the sunshine where the days are longer, the nights are stronger than moonshine
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W
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Running over the same old ground, what have we found? The same old fear, Wish You Were Here
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X
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I scaled the frozen mountaintops of eastern lands unknown, time and man alone searching for the lost Xanadu
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Y
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She looked at me with big brown eyes and said You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet b-b-baby
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Z
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I've got the old man's car, I've got a jazz guitar, I've got a tab at Zanzibar
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