| Old Man Jones lived on the dark side of the town
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| Never had much to say
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| But man he had that six string down
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| The kids they’d always listen
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| When the old man would sing and play
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| And me I was there just a face in the crowd
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| When I finally got a chance to say
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| I said
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| «Tell me what it takes to play with fire
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| Tell me what it takes to make it real»
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| He said «Son there ain’t no secrets
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| It’s all just what you feel
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| So boy if you wanna be good
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| Better listen here»
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| «It ain’t about the clothes you wear
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| Ain’t about the style of your hair
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| That ain’t what it takes to be a music man
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| It’s all about the way you play
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| Livin' for the music 'til your dyin' day
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| That’s what it takes to be a music man»
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| One chord screamin' through a wall of amplified thunder
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| As the heavens roared
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| And the lightning raged
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| I knew the spell I was under
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| Then the old man took me by the hand
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| He said «I can see it in your eyes
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| That you got what it takes to be a music man
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| What it takes to light up the sky»
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| Tell me what it takes to play with fire
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| Tell me what it takes to make it real
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| He said «Son there ain’t no secrets it’s all just what you feel
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| So boy if you wanna be good better listen here»
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| It ain’t about the clothes you wear
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| Ain’t about the style of your hair
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| That ain’t what it takes to be a music man
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| It’s all about the way you play
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| Livin' for the music 'til your dyin' day
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| Now that’s what it takes to be a music man
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| That’s what it takes to be a music man
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| That’s what it takes
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| That’s what it takes to be a music man |