| I’m real real gone
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| I got hit by a bow and arrow
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| You got me down to the very marrow
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| You’re a friend of mine
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| And I’m real real gone
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| On the radio
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| Music coming and I hear
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| Sam Cooke’s voice
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| Well I know I don’t have any choice
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| That’s the way it is
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| And I’m real, real real gone, man
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| I can’t stand up by myself
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| Don’t you know, baby, I need your help
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| You’re a friend of mine
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| And I’m real real gone, alright
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| Well, I’m dancing
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| Dancing till my, till my body’s soaking wet
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| Till I’m completely wet with sweat
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| Once I’ve started I’m just real real gone, man
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| I got hit by a bow and arrow
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| Got me down to the very marrow
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| You’re a friend of mine, and I’m
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| Real gone, man
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| Well the music’s playing
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| On the radio
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| And the night is filled with space
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| When my fingertips touch your face
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| You’re a friend of mine
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| And I’m, I’m real real gone
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| Help me stand up
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| Help me stand up
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| All by myself
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| You’re a friend of mine
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| And I’m real, I’m real real gone
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| Real gone
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| I got hit by a bow and arrow |