| Can I sit next to you?
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| Can you sit next to me?
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| Get the stars out your eyes
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| Come and bring them to me
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| I been down so long
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| I’ve been working on a plan, yeah
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| It’s just that I been down so long
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| I gotta give me my mind what I can
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| Can I sit next to you?
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| Can you sit next to me?
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| I walked to Memphis alone
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| 'Cause you’d do it for me
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| Ooh, I know you would
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| All of the kicks from the sticks
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| All the kicks that we knew
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| I put all that aside
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| Concentrate on you
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| All the kicks from the sticks
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| All the hits that we took
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| All them stitches we got
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| All our brains so cooked
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| Some day I’m gonna get where you are
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| I’ve been down so long
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| Been down but now I gotta get lifted up
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| I’m gonna walk a tightrope
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| Gonna get kicks every night
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| No one’s holding me back
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| No one’s changing my mind no more
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| Gonna walk a tightrope
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| Gonna get kicks every night
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| No one’s holding me back
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| No one’s changing my mind
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| Get the stars out your eyes
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| Come and sit next to me
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| Under Tennessee skies
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| Down on South Front Street
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| I’ve been working on a plan, yeah |
| I been down so long
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| Been down but now I gotta get lifted up |