| Isaac Hayes
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| Gabby Hayes, well. |
| ..
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| Willie Mays
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| Helen Hayes
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| Speakin' of Helen. |
| ..
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| Well it’s gettin' near dark
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| When the lights be closin' your tired little eyes
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| I’ll soon be with you, my love
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| And give you that potato-headed surprise
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| Stay with you darlin'
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| Soon
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| I’ll stay with you till all o' 'em stars start to fallin'
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| And fallin'
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| Ah! |
| I’ve been waiting so long
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| (Ayyy! A-ha!)
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| Oh to be where I’m goin'
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| (Arriba! Arriba! Ay!)
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| In the sunshine of your love
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| You hold down just a second, there
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| You leather-faced metal freak
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| And you potato-headed watchamacallit!
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| (You talkin' to us now, son?)
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| Yeah, you bet I’m talkin' to you
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| I got something to say right here
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| (Ain't you the man in black?)
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| (SUCKER!)
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| Just get yourself ready
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| It’s getting near dark
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| The light’s shinin' through on you. |
| ..
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| I’ll soon be with you, my love
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| (Whom love?)
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| It’s the morning and just we two
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| I’ll be with you darling soon
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| I’ll be with ya when the sea’s all dried up!
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| (The seas?)
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| The seas
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| (You're talkin' dried up?)
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| I’ll seize ya, buddy. |
| ..
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| Oh! |
| Wait a minute here! |
| You shitkicker!
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| I said
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| I been waiting so long
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| To be where I’m going
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| (Andale! Andale! Anda!)
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| In the sunshine of your love! |