| Goin' down Geneva, give me a helping hand
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| I’m goin' down Geneva, give me a helping hand
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| It’s not easy baby, living on the exile plan
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| Down on the bottom, down to my new pair of shoes
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| Down on the bottom, down to my new pair of shoes
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| I’m down by the lakeside, thinking 'bout my baby blue
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| Last night I played a gig in Salzburg, outside in the pouring rain
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| Last night I played a gig in Salzburg, outside in the pouring rain
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| Flew from there to Montreux and my heart was filled with pain
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| Look out my window, back at the way things are
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| Look out my window pane, back at the way things are
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| Just wonder how, how did things ever get this far
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| Vince Taylor used to live here, nobody’s ever heard of him
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| Vince Taylor used to live here, but nobody’s heard of him, ain’t that a shame
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| Just who he was, just where he fits in
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| He was goin' down Geneva, give him helping hand
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| He was goin' down Geneva, give him helping hand
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| It wasn’t easy living on the exile plan
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| Vince Taylor used to live here, nobody’s even heard of him
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| Vince, Vince Taylor lives here, nobody’s even heard of him
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| Just who he was, just where he fits in
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| Just who he was, just where he fits in |