| Workin' the corners
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| When the record deal happened
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| And the week before I found out
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| I was sleepin' on the floor
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| With my new best gal
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| In a very very empty house
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| Wrong kind of non-conformist
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| That’s the case and always be
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| In a sleeping bag front of the fireplace
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| My girlfriend and me
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| Somewhere over the rainbow bar and grill
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| Well I never knew me a better time
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| And I guess I’ll never will
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| Somewhere over the rainbow bar and grill
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| Some say they was happy then
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| Me, I’m happy still
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| Down at the local canteen
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| You know the smell of fresh sawdust
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| When they first throw it on the floor
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| You hear a rockin' little rhythm
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| From inside the rhythm kitchen
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| As you’re walkin' past the canteen door
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| 120 degrees, the good times spreading like humanity
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| And here’s what I found out
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| This one belongs in the book or it oughta be
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| We’ll do a shot as we sail out
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| The authority’s implored us
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| And it happened frequently
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| In a sleeping bad front of the fireplace
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| Your girlfriend and me
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| Somewhere over the rainbow bar and grill
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| It’s a damn good story
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| And there’s still more to tell
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| Somewhere over the rainbow bar and grill
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| You say times they ain’t got better
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| Maybe they still will
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| We know all the punchlines
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| But we still laugh like hell
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| One thing never changes
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| Still can’t afford the bill
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| Wrong kind of non-conformist
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| That’s the case and always be
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| In a sleeping bag front of the fireplace
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| Your girlfriend and me
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| Somewhere over the rainbow bar and grill
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| Well I never knew me a better time
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| And I guess I’ll never will
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| Somewhere over the rainbow bar and grill
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| Some say they was happy then
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| Me, I’m happy still |