| Nicotine yellow eyes
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| He was a friend of mine
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| The king of the animals
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| A friend of nobody’s
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| On his arm was a black tattoo
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| Saying «Marie, I love you»
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| He walked the rock’n’roll dream
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| He was a bit like you and me
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| Just seeing what he wants to see
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| As blind as he could be
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| As blind as he could be
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| And I and I
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| I couldn’t do anything
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| And I and I
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| I couldn’t do anything
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| I was watching him
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| Reality was not a place to be
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| He couldn’t fight him out of this
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| He couldn’t speak him out of this
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| And I and I
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| I couldn’t do anything
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| And I and I
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| I couldn’t do anything
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| I was watching him
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not
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| Oh God oh God funky you’re not |