| Cassius Clay was hated more than Sonny Liston
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| Some like KK Downing more than Glenn Tipton
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| Some like Jim Nabors, some Bobby Vinton
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| I like 'em all
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| I put my feet up on the coffee table
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| I stay up late watching cable
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| I like old movies with Clark Gable
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| Just like my dad does
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| Just like my dad did when he was home
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| Staying up late, staying up alone
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| Just like my dad did when he was thinking
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| Oh, how fast the years fly
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| I know an old woman ran a doughnut shop
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| She worked late serving cops
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| But then one morning, baby, her heart stopped
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| Place ain’t the same no more
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| Place ain’t the same no more
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| Not without my friend Eleanor
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| Place ain’t the same no more
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| Man, how things change
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| I buried my first victim when I was nineteen
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| Went through her bedroom and the pockets of her jeans
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| And found her letters that said so many things
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| That really hurt me bad
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| I never breathed her name again
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| But I like to dream about what could have been
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| I never heard her calls again
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| But I like to dream |