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"Show me, show me, show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream" she said
"The one that makes me laugh" she said
And threw her arms around my neck

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Well I've been up to my neck in trouble 
Up to my neck in strife 
Up to my neck in misery 
For most of my life, I've been a fool 
And you know what a fool can do

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But what a fool believes he sees
No wise man has the power to reason away
What seems to be
Is always better than nothing
There's nothing at all
 

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Yes, I've packed up my clothes
I'm moving away from your door
Lord, I've packed up my clothes
'Said I'm moving away from your door
I've been your fool for so long
An'babe I won't play that fool no more
 

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Like an old dusty road
I get weary from the load
Movin' on, movin' on
Like this tired troubled earth
I've been rollin' since my birth
Movin' on, movin' on

 

There's a place in the sun
Where there's hope for everyone
Where my poor restless heart's gotta run
I know there's a place in the sun
And before my life is done
Gotta find me a place in the sun

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Be still my beating heart
It would be better to be cool
It's not time to be open just yet
A lesson once learned is so hard to forget

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All right
I got something to say
Yeah, its better to burn out 
Yeah, than fade away 
All right
Ow gonna start a fire
C'mon!
Rise up! gather round
Rock this place to the ground
Burn it up let's go for broke
Watch the night go up in smoke
 

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We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
We didn't have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground

Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke on the water

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Baby, when I think about you
I think about love
Darlin', don't live without you
And your love

If I had those golden dreams
Of my yesterday (yesterday)
I would wrap you in the heaven
'Til I'm dyin' (dyin', dyin')
On the way

Feel like makin'
Feel like makin' love
Feel like makin' love
Feel like makin' love
Feel like makin'  love to you

 

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Strollin' in the park, watching winter turn to spring
Walkin' in the dark, seein' lovers do their thing, ooh

That's the time I feel like making love to you
That's the time I feel like making dreams come true, oh baby

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As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air
From the other direction, she was calling my eye
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try

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I used to be a renegade, I used to fool around
But I couldn't take the punishment and had to settle down
Now I'm playing it real straight, and yes, I cut my hair
You might think I'm crazy, but I don't even care
Because I can tell what's going on

It's hip to be square
It's hip to be square

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And the sign said
"Long-haired freaky people
Need not apply"
So I tucked my hair up under my hat
And I went in to ask him why
He said, "You look like a fine upstandin' young man
I think you'll do"
So I took off my hat and said, "Imagine that
Huh, me workin' for you"
Whoa

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She's a very special girl (the kind of girl you want around)
From her head down to her toenails (down to her feet, yeah)
And she'll wait for me at backstage with her girlfriends
In a limousine (long and black and shiny, now)
Three's not a crowd to her, she said (ménage à trois, oh my God)
"Room 714, I'll be waiting"
When I get there she's got incense, wine and candles
It's such a freaky scene

 

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She come skimming through rays of violet
She can wade in a drop of dew
She don't come and I don't follow
Waits backstage while I sing to you

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Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's a time to change, hey, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

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Says she talks to angels
Said they call her out by her name
Oh well, she talks to angels
And they call her out by her name, ooh yeah

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I am an old woman
Named after my mother
My old man is another
Child who's grown old

If dreams were lightning
And thunder were desire
This old house would've burned down
A long time ago

Make me an angel
That flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster
Of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing
That I can hold on to
To believe in this livin'
Is just a hard way to go

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