| Seems like you’ve been dining on the remix of the day
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| But with a song in mind I am sure the DJ is bound to play
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| A song for Sunday drivers who, like us, could use some kind of sound
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| She my lucky penny
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| When I ain’t got a lousy dime
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| Well she’s the one beside me when the world Ain;t on it’s time
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| I need a love to hide me when there’s nowhere left to hide
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| No matter how I try I find myself down on my luck sometimes
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| She my lucky penny
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| When I ain’t got a lousy dime
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| She’s my silver and gold
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| She got a hold of me, it lingers
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| When that sliver of hope
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| Gets pulled out of my finger
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| She my lucky penny
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| When I ain’t got a lousy dime
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| Tried to give up the ghost
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| It’s that hold on me that lingers
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| Go from pillar to post
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| Slip beneath that rose within her
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| Seems like you’ve been dining on the remix of the day
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| Keep a song in my love, to the tear stains on the way
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| A song for two hitchikers who, like us, could use a lift sometimes
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| She my lucky penny
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| When I ain’t got a lousy dime
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| I bet my bottom dollar
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| When I ain’t got a lousy dime |