| You could have been a docker
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| You had it all
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| Feather cut and muscles
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| I hear you’re a banker these days
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| Well, we took New York
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| And wrapped it up in a silver shawl
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| You were always kicking in
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| The exit door
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| While I was saving pennies
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| For the bus back home
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| Coming down in the afternoon
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| Excuse me, John, what are you on?
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| Can you spare a bit for me to carry on?
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| Through today, 'til tonight
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| 'Cos tomorrow’s out of sight
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| Out of reach, out of it, again
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| You carried off a billboard
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| Twenty foot by ten
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| And put it in your bedroom
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| Now you can’t get in
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| So please wash your hands
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| As you leave this century
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| Excuse me, John, what are you on?
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| Can you spare a bit for me to carry on?
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| Through today, 'til tonight
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| 'Cos tomorrow’s out of sight
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| Out of reach, out of it, again
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| You know you want it
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| You know you need it
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| You know I need it too
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| Excuse me, John, what are you on?
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| Can you spare a bit for me to carry on?
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| Through today, 'til tonight
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| 'Cos tomorrow’s out of sight
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| Out of reach, out of it
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| Excuse me, John, what are you on?
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| Can you spare a bit for me to carry on?
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| Through today, 'til tonight
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| 'Cos tomorrow’s out of sight
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| Out of reach, out of it
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah |