| I just got in town,
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| And I’ve been looking around,
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| Tryina get something going.
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| I licked my finger, Put it up in the wind,
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| To see which way my faith was blowing.
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| I’m walking through Hollywood,
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| Tryina find something go-o-od,
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| Bombing, down on sunset
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| Never guess who, I just met
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| Took my number, said he’d — give me a ring
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| To check up on what I sing, hey
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| Shoo doo fu fu fu ooh
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| Shoo doo fu fu fu ooh ooh ooh
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| Shoo doo fu fu fu ooh
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| Shoo doo fu fu fu fu fu
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| I’m feeling good and my hopes up, up high
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| Woah I’m so happy I — think I could cry
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| I’m blowing some (?) Practice my favorite skill (?)
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| When I get to his office I’d be ready to wheel
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| If everything (?) Here I come
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| (?) I’ll be number one
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| Radio stations playing my tune
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| This (?) is singing and (?)
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| Shoo doo fu fu fu ooh
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| Shoo doo fu fu fu fu fu
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| Shoo doo fu fu fu ooh
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| Shoo doo fu fu fu fu fu
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| (Take it with yall)
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| Johnny (?) and Dinah shore
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| (?) and company and much much much more
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| Radio stations playing my tune
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| This (?) is singing and (?)
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| Shoo doo fu fu fu ooh, Shoo doo fu fu fu fu fu
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| HEY! |