| Lyric | Song |
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| Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy... | |
| You're the kind of person you meet at certain dismal, dull affairs... | |
| Please allow me to introduce myself. I'm a man of wealth and taste... | |
| I was born in a crossfire hurricane... | |
| I met a gin-soaked barroom queen in Memphis... | |
| [Title], the girl who once had me down... | |
| I live in an apartment on the 99th floor of my block... | |
| What a drag it is getting old... | |
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| I saw her today at the reception, a glass of wine in her hand... | |
| I've been holding out so long; I've been sleeping all alone... | |
| I'm so hot for her; I'm so hot for her; I'm so hot for her, and... | |
| Did you hear about the [title]? Everybody got to go... | |
| I see a red door and I want to... | |
| If I could stick my pen in my heart and spill it all over the stage... | |
| She would never say where she came from... | |
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