| Let me put it this way, doll
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| I know it’s getting late
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| I can tell from the planes of your face
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| That you’re from out of state
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| But here in the Willows, now, here’s the deal
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| Tomorrow’s for squares, and tonight’s for real
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| Drop me off in groove time
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| Do you hear the slang of ages?
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| Show me how it’s done
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| Now, did you say you were from the Netherlands
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| Or was that «nether world»?
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| If you grew up in Amsterdam
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| Well, then I’m the Duke of Earl
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| These tabs look iffy, but you say they’re good
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| Let’s roll with the homeys and knock on wood
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| Drop me off in groove time
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| Soothe me with the slang of ages
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| Show me where I turn
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| You are part of the dreaming
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| The end of my life so far
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| Or something halfway in between
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| You ought to know
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| Where’d you go?
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| Where’d you go?
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| Damn, she skipped dimensions
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| Was it something that I said?
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| Or something I was thinking
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| When she opened up my head?
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| Let me make it right, babe, never mind how
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| There’s a crazy little place I know called «Be There Now»
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| Drop me off in groove time
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| Do you hear the slang of ages?
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| Show me how it’s done
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| Drop me off in groove time
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| Soothe me with the slang of ages
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| This is where I turn
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| That’s right
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| Slang me |