| I was lyin' in state on my analyst’s couch
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| And I said, «Doc, I get the feeling
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| I’m becoming a grouch, you know
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| My arches are falling
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| And I’m developing a a slouch.»
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| He reached inside his hot pants
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| For his alligator pouch and he said
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| Once in the morning and once at night
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| I’m not sure that it will help you
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| But you’ll think it’s alright
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| Once in the afternoon and once at twilight
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| Once for the money and again 'round midnight
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| I was playing Las Vegas, I was feeling kinda flat
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| When Jan the Fan Dancer came by for a chat, you know
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| She loosened up her A-string and she reached inside her hat
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| And she said, «You play with this son and I’ll play with that.»
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| Once in the morning and once at night
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| I’m not sure that it will help you
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| But you’ll think it’s alright
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| Once in the afternoon and once at twilight
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| Once for the money and again 'bout midnight
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| I was hanging 'round London trying to pick up a new line
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| When a man I did not know he invited me to dine
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| He said, «We can make each other happy you know we’re both the same kind
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| And I like some of yours if you’d please take some of mine.»
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| Once in the morning and once at night
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| I’m not sure that it will help you
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| But you’ll think it’s alright
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| Once in the afternoon and once at twilight
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| Once for the money and again
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| Once for the money and again
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| Once for the money and again |