| On the North side of town
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| Where that blood-red moon is goin' down
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| And all the stars are right on cue
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| High on Williams Avenue
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| Hallelujah, Friday’s here
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| The week is long for the insincere
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| The wine is red and the song is blue
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| High on Williams Avenue
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| High on Williams Avenue
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| High, high, high on Williams Avenue (yeah!)
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| I’m a stranger
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| I know it’s true
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| But I was hoping
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| That you just might change the rules
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| I said it feels I’m in the Portland Zoo
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| High on Williams Avenue
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| Let me ride your Cadillac
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| I don’t care when I when I get back
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| At least I’ll say
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| That I once knew
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| High on Williams Avenue
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| High on Williams Avenue
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| High, high, high on Williams Avenue (yeah!)
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| Me and love are more than ready
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| For that blood-red moon to shine
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| And your autumn air is heady
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| Come and take me for a ride
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| Hallelujah, Friday’s here
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| The week is long for the insincere
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| The wine is red and the song is blue
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| High on Williams Avenue
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| High on Williams Avenue
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| High, high, high on Williams Avenue (yeah!) |