| Well you gotta come down to the reservoir
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| I don’t care who the hell you are
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| If you’re a moving violation or a movie star
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| You’re welcome round here now
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| If you’re an untamed youth or an uncouth dame
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| You’ve got little letters after but can’t spell your name
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| I really don’t care to me you’re the same
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| If you’re hanging round here now
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| Then you can see how strangely quiet we all are
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| At the reservoir
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| You’ve gotta come down to the reservoir
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| I don’t care who you say you are
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| If you’re a washed-up bum or a gay bourgeois
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| You’re welcome round here now
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| 'Cause at the water’s edge we can all lie down
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| And someone can run and get drinks from the town
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| But make them sweet for my friends
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| These clowns who hang around me now
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| You need your medicine to help the sugar down
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| So you stick around
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| You need your medicine to help the sugar down
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| So stick around
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| So good to see ya
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| I know the name but not the face
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| And if you’re looking for action, baby
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| This ain’t the place, yeah
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| So good to see ya
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| You’ve done something different with your hair
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| Leave your inhibitions at home
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| And your flick-knife over there
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| You gotta come down to the reservoir
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| I don’t care who you say you are
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| If you’re a moving violation or a movie star
|
| You’re welcome round here now
|
| 'Cause at the water’s edge we can all lie down
|
| And someone can run and get drinks from the town
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| But make them sweet for my friends
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| These clowns who hang around me now
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| Then you can see how strangely quiet we all are
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| At the reservoir, the reservoir |