| Think twice about big tall cities
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| That’s right
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| Think twice about big tall cities
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| Think twice
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| Right
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| He closes his eyes to the world
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| When he wakes up at night
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| And she, she reaches tenderly
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| Kisses him and holds him tight
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| He, he lies awake by her side
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| And waits for the cold sweat to dry
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| She, she comforts he and tells him
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| Scary things in your sleep can’t bite
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| Tomorrow they’ll pack up their buckeye ties
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| Head for the big city
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| Past the driving rains
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| And desert plains touching Mexico
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| They’ll see sidewalk stars
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| Luxury cars and even Disneyland
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| Reach the land of plenty
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| With the hopes that maybe they can
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| Make a new start on the world
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| But my advice?
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| You’re gonna
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| Think twice about big cities
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| Think twice that’s right
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| Think twice about big tall cities
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| Right
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| Think twice about big cities
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| Think twice that’s right
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| You’re gonna
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| Think twice about big cities
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| Think twice that’s right
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| I’m sorry old man
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| Its nothing personal you understand
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| But I’ve just gotta run
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| This lead pipe on someone
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| For tommorrow they ride upon
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| A sour wind that’s gonna push them west
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| With Mojave dust, paper cups
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| And Grayhound immigrants
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| There’s the sidewalk saviors
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| And drunken sailors
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| And she-men in leather like cops
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| You got the calling
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| Stop stalling
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| The big city’s waiting for you
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| But my advice?
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| You’re gonna
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| Think twice about big cities
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| Think twice about big cities
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| Think twice about big tall cities
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| Think twice that’s right… |