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Chorus
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Blinded by the light
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Revved up like a deuce
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Another runner in the night
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Blinded by the light
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She got down but she never got tight
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She's gonna make it to the night
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She's gonna make it through the night
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Bridge
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But mama, that's where the fun is
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But mama, that's where the fun is
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Mama always told me not to look
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Into the eyes of the sun
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But mama, that's where the fun is
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Verse 3
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Some brimstone baritone
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Anticyclone rolling stone
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Preacher from the east
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Says "Dethrone the Dictaphone
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Hit it in its funny bone
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That's where they expect it least"
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And some new mown chaperone
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Was standing in the corner
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Watching the young girls dance
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And some fresh sown moonstone
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Was messing with his frozen zone
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Reminding him of romance
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The calliope crashed to the ground
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But she was...
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Blinded by the light
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Revved up like a deuce
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Another runner in the night
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x 2
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Verse 4
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Madman drummers bummers
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Indians in the summer
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With a teenage diplomat
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In the dumps with the mumps
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As the adolescent pumps
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His way into his hat
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With a boulder on my shoulder
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Feeling kinda older
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I tripped the merry-go-round
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With this very unpleasing
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Sneezing and wheezing
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The calliope crashed to the ground
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Now Scott with a slingshot
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Finally found a tender spot
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And throws his lover in the sand
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And some bloodshot forget-me-not
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Said "Daddy's within earshot
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Take the buckshot, turn up the band"
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Some silicone sister
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With her manager mister
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Told me I got what it takes
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She said "I'll turn you on sonny
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To something strong"
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Outro
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She got down but she never got tight
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She's gonna make it through the night
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