| The room we’re in’s the only friend this evening.
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| If I wasn’t in here I’d be leaving.
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| It’s a room for viewing and a stage for dance.
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| So a dollar can buy cheap romance,
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| But its so on and so on for Sue
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| The midget’s stare can’t compare to the rich man’s.
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| Fools, they kneel at the wave of her hand.
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| She’s like a queen, when she’s standing there.
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| Legs are long beneath her flowing hair,
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| She’s pregnant and barely she shows it.
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| What do you want?
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| A mind untangled is a mind set free.
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| What do you want?
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| A laugh in a mirror, a cry for me.
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| What do you want?
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| The song has ended, she leaves the stage.
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| Clapping rings loud and clear.
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| It isn’t music that has brought us here.
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| Go on and ask us, say.
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| Say
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| What do you want?
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| A mind untangled is a mind set free.
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| What do you want?
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| Some can fake it, and some can not.
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| What do you want, do you want, to leave him?
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| Hand jive, hand jive.
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| She said hand jive, hand jive.
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| Hand jive, hand jive. |