| Ever since I was a young boy
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| I’ve played the silver ball
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| From Soho down to Brighton
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| I must have played them all
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| But I ain’t seen nothing like him
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| In any amusement hall
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| That deaf dumb and blind kid
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| Sure plays a mean pin ball
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| He stands like a statue
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| Becomes part of the machine
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| Feeling all the bumpers
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| Always plays it clean
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| He plays by intuition
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| The digit counters fall
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| That deaf dumb and blind kid
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| Sure plays a mean pin ball
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| He’s a pin ball wizard
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| There has got to be a twist
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| A pin ball wizard
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| Got’s such a supple wrist
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| 'How do you think he does it
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| I don’t know
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| What makes him so good
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| See me
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| Feel me
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| Love me
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| Feel me
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| See me
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| Feel me
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| Love me
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| Feel me
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| Listening to you I get the music
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| Gazing at you I get the heat
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| Following you I climb the mountain
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| I get excitement at your feet
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| Right behind you I see the millions on you
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| I see the glory
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| I get opinions from you
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| I get the story
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| Listening to you I get the music
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| Gazing at you I get the heat
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| Following you I climb the mountain
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| I get excitement at your feet |