| I bought your record in NYC
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| Discorama down on union square
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| I must have played it a million times over
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| I’d close my eyes imagine you were there
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| You know
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| I really dig the clothes you wear
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| I only wish you could be my baby
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| I want to read about it Do you think we could have an affair
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| Maybe your heart is made of stone
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| Maybe I’m just too blind to see
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| Maybe your heart is made of stone
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| Maybe I’m just too blind to see
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| Two weeks in Electric Lady Land
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| Two weeks and that’s all for me I could be lucky and get off lightly
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| With a broken nose and the third degree
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| She said I really dig Disco music
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| And if you want to be my baby
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| We’d better talk about it Maybe then we could have an affair
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| Maybe your heart is made of stone
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| Maybe I’m just too blind to see
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| Maybe your heart is made of stone
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| Maybe I’m just too blind too see
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| I want to drive East Coast to West Coast
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| Turn up my radio set myself free
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| Don’t want to talk about it You and me should have an affair
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| Maybe your heart is made of stone
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| Maybe I’m just too blind to see
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| Maybe your heart is made of stone
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| Maybe I’m just too blind to see. |