Answer
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Once
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upon
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a
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time
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you
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dressed
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so
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fine
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Threw
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the
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bums
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a
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dime
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in
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your
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prime,
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didn't
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you?
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People
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call,
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say
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"Beware,
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doll,
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you're
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bound
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to
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fall"
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You
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thought
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they
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were
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all
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a-kiddin'
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you
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You
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used
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to
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laugh
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about
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everybody
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that
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was
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hangin'
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out
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Now
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you
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don't
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talk
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so
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loud
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Answer
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Now
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you
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don't
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seem
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so
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proud
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about
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having
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to
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be
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scrounging
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your
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next
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meal
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How
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does
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it
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feel?
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How
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does
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it
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feel
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to
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be
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without
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a
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home?
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Like
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a
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complete
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unknown,
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like
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a
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rolling
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stone
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Aw,
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you've
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gone
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to
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the
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finest
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school,
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all
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right,
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Miss
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Lonely
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But
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ya
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know
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ya
|
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Answer
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only
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used
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to
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get
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juiced
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in
|
it
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Nobody's
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ever
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taught
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ya
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how
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to
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live
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out
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on
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the
|
street
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And
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now
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you’re
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gonna
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have
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to
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get
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used
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to
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it
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You
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say
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you
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never
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compromise
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with
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the
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mystery
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tramp
|
But
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now
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you
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realize
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he's
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not
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selling
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any
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alibis
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As
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you
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stare
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into
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Answer
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the
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vacuum
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of
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his
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eyes
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And
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say,
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“Do
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you
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want
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to
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make
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a
|
deal?"
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How
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does
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it
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feel?
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How
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does
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it
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feel
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to
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be
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on
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your
|
own?
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With
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no
|
direction
|
home,
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a
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complete
|
unknown,
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like
|
a
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rolling
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stone
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Aw,
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you
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never
|
turned
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around
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to
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see
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the
|
frowns
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on
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the
|
jugglers
|
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Answer
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and
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the
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clowns,
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when
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they
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all
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did
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tricks
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for
|
you
|
Never
|
understood
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that
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it
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ain't
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no
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good
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You
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shouldn't
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let
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other
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people
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get
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your
|
kicks
|
for
|
you
|
You
|
used
|
to
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ride
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on
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a
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chrome
|
horse
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with
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your
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diplomat
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Who
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carried
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on
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his
|
shoulder
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a
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Siamese
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cat
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Ain't
|
it
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hard
|
when
|
|
Answer
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you
|
discover
|
that
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he
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really
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wasn't
|
where
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it's
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at
|
After
|
he
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took
|
from
|
you
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everything
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he
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could
|
steal
|
How
|
does
|
it
|
feel?
|
How
|
does
|
it
|
feel
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to
|
hang
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on
|
your
|
own?
|
With
|
no
|
direction
|
home,
|
like
|
a
|
complete
|
unknown,
|
like
|
a
|
rolling
|
stone
|
Aw,
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princess
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on
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the
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steeple
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and
|
all
|
|
Answer
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the
|
pretty
|
people
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They're
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all
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drinkin',
|
thinkin'
|
that
|
they
|
got
|
it
|
made
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Exchangin'
|
all
|
precious
|
gifts
|
But
|
you'd
|
better
|
take
|
your
|
diamond
|
ring,
|
ya
|
better
|
pawn
|
it,
|
babe
|
You
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used
|
to
|
be
|
so
|
amused
|
at
|
Napoleon
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in
|
rags,
|
and
|
the
|
language
|
that
|
he
|
used
|
Go
|
to
|
him
|
now,
|
he
|
calls
|
|
Answer
|
ya,
|
ya
|
can't
|
refuse
|
When
|
ya
|
ain't
|
got
|
nothin',
|
you
|
got
|
nothin'
|
to
|
lose
|
You're
|
invisible
|
now,
|
ya
|
got
|
no
|
secrets
|
to
|
conceal
|
How
|
does
|
it
|
feel?
|
Aw,
|
how
|
does
|
it
|
feel
|
to
|
be
|
on
|
your
|
own?
|
With
|
no
|
direction
|
home,
|
like
|
a
|
complete
|
unknown,
|
like
|
a
|
rolling
|
stone
|
|