| If there’s a great song about a town
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| Then my kind of town Chicago is, is that song
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| Name me a great song about a town
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| A town called New York
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| Say, New York, New York, I’ll go on
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| But there’s one great town that the song writers ignore
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| And it’s starting to make this one song writer sore
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| So I set out to write this song
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| Yes, I set out to write this wrong
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| I mean, I set out to write this right
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| Cuz this song is needed tonight
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| You ask me why
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| And I reply
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| We’re stepping tonight in Oxnard
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| The town they named after the nard of an ox
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| To get that that nard they push that ox hard
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| But when it nards, the whole town rocks
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| We’re stepping tonight in Oxnard
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| No more those far from Oxnard blues
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| But there’s one thing to warn you about
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| Before you start stepping out,
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| Once you step in Oxnard, you can’t get it off of your shoes
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| We’re stepping tonight in Oxnard
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| The town they named after the nard of an ox
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| To get that that nard they push that ox hard
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| But when it nards, the whole town rocks
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| We’re stepping tonight in Oxnard |
| No more those far from Oxnard blues
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| But there’s one thing to warn you about
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| Before you start stepping out,
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| Once you step in Oxnard, you can’t get it off of your shoes
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| You can’t claw it off
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| You can’t saw it off
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| I could not get my schnauzer to gnaw it off
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| Once you step in Oxnard, it’s time to buy new shoes |