| All right
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| It makes you wanna get away,
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| You know you got to stay.
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| Looking for love, but you know it aint' easy.
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| Lookin' for freedom and everybody needs it.
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| All the young dudes, in jail,
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| Will remember when the laws are finally changed,
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| And they’ll wonder, 'bout Oscar,
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| Who spent five years in a Texican jail.
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| What do you say?
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| What about you?
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| Baby what-cha gonna do, 'bout Mary Lou?
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| She died in Santa Rita, Billy shot it out in Alameda.
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| It makes you wanna get away,
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| You know you got to stay.
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| Lookin' for love but you know it ain’t easy.
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| Dance with the dragon it’s the year that it breathes.
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| Oh slow fire. |
| slow fire,
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| 'Nam vets, scared yet,
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| Heroes dreams and broken bayonets.
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| No choice,
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| No voice,
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| I got to find a reason for my heart to rejoice.
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| Yankee Doodle get it up,
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| And stick a feather in your hat.
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| Yankee Doodle keep it up,
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| And call it macaroni.
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| Yankee Doodle get it up,
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| And stick a feather in your hat.
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| Yankee Doodle keep it up,
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| And call it macaroni.
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| (Break)
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| I wanna get away,
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| I know I got to stay.
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| Lookin' for love, but you know it ain’t easy.
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| Dance with the dragon it’s the year that it breathes
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| Slow Fire. |
| Slow Fire.
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| All Right.
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| Dragon year,
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| So clear,
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| The sound of wings burnin' in my ear.
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| Is it the rising sun,
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| Is it the settin' sun?
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| Dance with the dragon 'til the year is done.
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| Yankee Doodle get it up,
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| And stick a feather in your hat.
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| Yankee Doodle keep it up,
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| And call it macaroni,
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| Yeah Yeah Yeah.
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| I can see by the smile on your face that you know what I mean.
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| If you can hear me, won’t you come near me whenever you can?
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| And it all gets down to love.
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| Love is hard.
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| Love is hard.
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| Love is hard.
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| Love is hard. |