| Rain falls hard, burns dry
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| A dream or a song
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| That hits you so hard
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| Filling you up and suddently gone
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| Breath, feel love, give free
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| Know in your soul
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| Like your blood knows the way
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| From your heart to your brain
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| Know that you’re whole
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| And you’re shining like the brightest star
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| A transmission from a midnight radio
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| And you’re spinning like a 45
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| Ballerina, dancing to your rock and roll
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| Here’s to Patti and Tina
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| And Yoko, Aretha and Nona
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| And Nico and me
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| And all the strange rock and rollers
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| You know you’re doing alright
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| So hold on to each other
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| You gotta hold on tonight
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| And you’re shining like the brightest stars
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| A transmission on a midnight radio
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| And you’re spinning your new 45's
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| All the misfits and the losers
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| Well, you know you’re rock and rollers
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| Spinning to your rock and roll
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| Lift up your hands, lift up your hands
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| Lift up your hands, lift up your hands |