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1776
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New York City
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Pardon me.
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Are you Aaron Burr, sir?
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That depends. Who's asking?
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Oh, well, sure, sir
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I'm Alexander Hamilton,
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I'm at your service, sir
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I have been looking for you
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I'm getting nervous
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Sir... I heard your name at Princeton.
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I was seeking an accelerated course of study
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When I got sort of out of sorts with a buddy of yours.
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I may have punched him. It's a blur, sir.
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He handles the financials?
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You punched the bursar
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Yes!
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I wanted to do what you did.
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Graduate in two, then join the revolution.
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He looked at me like I was stupid, I'm not stupid
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So how'd you do it? How'd you graduate so fast?
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It was my parents' dying wish before they passed
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You're an orphan. Of course! I'm an orphan
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God, I wish there was a war
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Then we could prove that we're worth more than anyone bargained for
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Can I buy you a drink?
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That would be nice
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While we're talking
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Let me offer you some free advice
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Talk less, What?
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Smile more, Ha
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Don't let them know what you're against or what you're for
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You can't be serious
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You wanna get ahead?
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Lyrics
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Yes
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Fools who run their mouths off wind up dead
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Ay, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!
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What time is it?
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Showtime!
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Like I said...
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Showtime! Showtime! Yo!
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I'm John Laurens in the place to be!
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Two pints o' Sam Adams, but I'm workin' on three!
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Those redcoats don't want it with me
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'Cause I will pop chick-a pop these cops till I'm free!
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Oui oui, mon ami, je m'appelle Lafayette!
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The Lancelot of the revolutionary set!
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I came from afar just to say "Bonsoir!"
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Tell the King "Casse toi!" Who's the best? C'est moi!
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Brrrah, brraaah! I am Hercules Mulligan
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Up in it, lovin' it, yes I heard ya mother said "Come again?" (Ayy)
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Lock up ya daughters and horses, of course
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It's hard to have intercourse over four sets of corsets (Wow)
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No more sex, pour me another brew, son!
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Let's raise a couple more...
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To the revolution!
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Well, if it ain't the prodigy of Princeton college!
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Aaron Burr!
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Give us a verse, drop some knowledge!
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Good luck with that: you're takin' a stand
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You spit. I'm 'a sit. We'll see where we land (Boooo)
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Burr, the revolution's imminent.
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What do you stall for?
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If you stand for nothing, Burr, what'll you fall for?
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Ooh, Who you? Who you? Who are you?
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Ooh, who is this kid?
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What's he gonna do?
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