| I’m real real gone, I got hit by a bow and arrow
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| It got me down to the very narrow
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| You’re a friend of mine and real, real gone.
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| Oh the radio, music comin' in here, the Sam Coe’s voice
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| Well I know I don’t have any choice
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| Just the way it is and I’m real, I’m real, real, real gone.
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| I can’t stand up by myself
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| Don’t you know babe, I need your help, hey
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| You’re a friend of mine and I’m real, I’m real, real gone.
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| I got hit by a bow and arrow
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| It got me down to the very narrow
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| You’re a friend of mine and real, real, real gone.
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| Some people say that you can make it on your own
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| They say you can make it if you try
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| But I know better now, you can’t stand up alone
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| Baby, baby, that is why I’m real, real gone.
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| Well I’m dancin', dancin' till my, till my body’s soakin' wet
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| Till I’m completely filled with sweat, well
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| Once I start it I’m just, I’m just real, real, real gone.
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| I got hit by a bow and arrow
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| It got me down to the very narrow
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| You’re a friend of mine and real gone.
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| Well the music’s playin' on the radio
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| Oh but I can’t dance and stare in space
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| When my feet get tipsy, touch your face
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| You’re a friend of mine and real, real gone
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| Help me stand up, help me stand up all by myself
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| You’re a friend of mine and real real gone. |