| I got pretty good teeth
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| I’ve got a smile underneath
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| On a mission to please one and all
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| 'Cause I’m from the wrong side of the tracks
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| Got a talent or two
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| For getting out of a stew
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| When they got me backed up to the wall
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| 'Cause I’m from the wrong side of the tracks
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| Turn my face to the wall
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| I don’t belong here at all
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| I’m any port in a squall
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| It’s a matter of fact
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| I’m wrong side of the tracks
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| I know what to say
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| When conversation’s in play
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| I know the words to parlez at the ball
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| But I’m from the wrong side of the tracks
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| I read all the books
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| I got a dose of good looks
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| In a crisis I know who to call
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| But I’m from the wrong side of the tracks
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| Turn my face to the wall
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| I don’t belong here at all
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| I’m any port in a squall
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| It’s a matter of fact
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| I’m wrong side of the tracks
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| I hear what you say
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| And I’ll be gone here today
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| I booked a berth on a plane in the tail
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| 'Cause I’m from the wrong side of the tracks
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| And I will send you a card
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| Or telephone from afar
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| To let you know when they put me in jail
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| 'Cause I’m from the wrong side of the tracks
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| Turn my face to the wall
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| I don’t belong here at all
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| I’m any port in a squall
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| It’s a matter of fact
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| I’m wrong side of the tracks |