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They paved paradise. And put up a parking lot. With a pink hotel, a boutique. And a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go. That you don't know what you've got til its gone. They paved para
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I guess I think I feel alright. You come circling through the light. The skyline baby is bright tonight. What more perfect rendezvous?. The sundown paints the shadows through. The daylight, Amy,
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Fadin' everything to black and blue. You look a lot like you. Shatter in the blink of an eye. You keep sailin' right on through. Every time you say you're learning. You just look a lot like me.
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The gentle man caller in the blue suede shoes. He don't know what to do. He just wants to look good for you. So he rushes in to tell you what he did today. But he can't think of what to say. I th
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Got no place to go. But there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico. She's got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin. And if I bring a little music, I can fit right in We've got airplane rides. We
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It's one thirty in the morning. That's alright by me. When you're just waiting by the phone Well, I should give a little warning. But I need the things I need. I'm not proud to need a hand. But I
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Is everybody happy now? Is everybody clear?. We could drive out to the dunes tonight. 'Cause summer's almost here I've been up all night, I might sleep all day. Get your dreams just right, let them
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Maryann, you're better than the world. They took a lot of time getting it right on this girl. I said "Maryann, you're better than the world". They did a lot of things right on this girl Had a lot o
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If anything it should have been a better thing. From underneath you starin' at the ceiling. There's another world of chocolate bars an' baseball cards. That hides inside of all this tension. That
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On certain Sundays in November. When the weather bothers me. I empty drawers of other summers. An' where my shadows used to be She is standing by the water. As her smile begins to curl. In this o
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Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la. Mmm. Uh huh I was down at the New Amsterdam. Staring at this yellow-haired girl. Mr Jones strikes up a conversation. With a black-haired flamenco dancer. You know, s
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Step out the front door like a ghost. Into the fog where no one notices. The contrast of white on white. And in between the moon and you. The angels get a better view. Of the crumbling difference
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Start tearin' the old man down. Run past the heather and down to the old road. Start turnin' the grain into the ground. Roll a new leaf over In the middle of the night. There's an old man shreddin
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I wanted so badly. Somebody other than me. Staring back at me. But you were gone, gone, gone I wanted to see you walking backwards. To get the sensation of you coming home. I wanted to see you wa
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Just down the street from your hotel, baby. I stay at home with my disease. Ain't this position familiar, darling?. Well, all monkeys do what they see. Help me stay awake, I'm falling Down on Virg