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| On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair... | |
| See the curtains hangin' in the window, in the evening on a Friday night... | |
| Is this real life? Is this just fantasy? | |
| Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear, and he keeps 'em pearly white... | |
| You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life... | |
| Chestnuts roasting on an open fire... | |
| In the twilight glow, I see her... | |
| Someone told me long ago there's a calm before the storm... | |
| Wake up, Maggie, I think I've got somethin' to say to you... | |
| Can you hear the drums, Fernando? | |
| Rise up this morning; smile' at the risin' sun... | |
| I have brought you...to the seat of sweet music's throne... | |
| You know it would be untrue, you know I would be a liar... | |
| Reluctantly crouched at the starting line, engines pumping and thumping in time... | |
| I've been driving all night, my hand's wet on the wheel... | |
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| Sittin' in the morning sun; I'll be sittin' when evening comes...watchin' the ships roll in, then I watch 'em roll away again... | |
| [song title], you don't have to put on the red light... | |
| Well, I left Kentucky back in '49 and went to Detroit workin' on a 'ssembly line, the first year they had me puttin' wheels on cadillacs. | |
| An old cowboy went out on a dark and windy day, upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way... | |
| A long, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile... | |
| When you were young and your heart was an open book, you used to say live and let live (you know you did, you know you did, etc.) | |
| I like to dream, yes, yes, right between my sound machine... | |
| I close my eyes, only for a moment and the moment's gone... | |
| You walked into the party like you were walkin' onto a yacht... | |
| [song title], what have I ever done do deserve even one of the pleasures I've known... | |
| I saw the light on the night I passed by her window, I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind... | |
| He said I'll love you 'till I die, she told him you'll forget in time... | |
| I saw her today at a reception, a glass of wine in her hand... | |
| When a man's an empty kettle, he should be on his mettle, and yet I'm torn apart... | |
| Some glad morning when this life is o'er... | |
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