| Another Jennifer’s come undone
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| They don’t make 'em like they used to, son
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| 'n what’s wrong with the world today
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| Nothing medication can’t take away
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| My old man is a rounder, yeh
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| His third wife’s on him to quit
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| Said, 'your mother spoiled you, kid.
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| Now you’re the long shot that better hit… '
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| This is it, man, here I go When you look for me, try the radio
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| Don’t need your belief to leave 536
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| Tomorrow the world
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| Tonight Los Angeles…
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| Been stayin' over near that 'ol hotel
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| St. Theresa pickin' up the bill
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| 'n it’s — a — makin' my sister I’ll
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| Says, 'you can’t even tie your shoes yourself…
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| You need help. |
| '
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| (Solo)
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| Now there’s a van right down the block
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| They listen in when T. J. And I talk
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| Thought we were speakin' in some kinda code:
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| Dorfler, Birnbaum, Richard Roma, 'Probably the humour… '
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| This is it, man, here I go When you look for me, try the radio
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| Yeah, another fix and it’s 536
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| Tomorrow the world
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| Tonight Los Angeles… |