| Ali dances and the audience applauds
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| Though he’s bathed in sweat
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| He hasn’t lost his style
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| Ali, don’t you go downtown
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| You gave away another round
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| For free
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| Me, I’m just another face at Zanzibar
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| But the waitress always
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| Serves a secret smile, whoa
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| She’s waiting out in Shantytown
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| She’s gonna pull the curtains down
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| For me, for me
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| I’ve got the old man’s car
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| I’ve got a jazz guitar
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| I’ve got a tab at Zanzibar
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| Tonight, that’s where I’ll be, I’ll be
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| Rose, he knows he’s such
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| A credit to the game
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| But the Yankees grab
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| The headlines every time
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| Melodrama’s so much fun
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| In black and white
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| For everyone to see, whoa
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| Me, I’m trying just to get to second base
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| And I’d steal it if she
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| Only gave the sign, whoa
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| She’s gonna give the go ahead
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| The inning isn’t over yet
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| For me, for me
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| I’ve got the old man’s car
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| I’ve got a jazz guitar
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| I’ve got a tab at Zanzibar
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| Tonight, that’s where I’ll be, I’ll be
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| Tell the waitress I’ll come back to Zanzibar
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| I’ll be hiding in the darkness
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| With my beer, whoa
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| She’s waiting out in Shantytown |
| She’s gonna pull the curtains down
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| For me, for me
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| I’ve got the old man’s car
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| I’ve got a jazz guitar
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| I’ve got a tab at Zanzibar
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| Tonight, that’s where I’ll be, I’ll be |