| I was lying on my bed
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| I just lay there
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| With New Wave rockers and Graffiti
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| And music and kicks in Gramercy
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| I was lying on my bed
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| I just lay there
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| With New Wave rockers and Graffiti
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| And music and kicks in Gramercy
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| It was a scene, those endless nights
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| I traced my melancholy
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| I saw it was a trap
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| I just wanted to play music
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| It was a magic thing, that thrill that I got
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| I traced my melancholy
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| I saw it was a trap
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| I just wanted to play music
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| It was a magic thing, that thrill that I got
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| I was very happy
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| True love and anguish
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| I don’t know quite what it is
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| He said «Darlin', I just don’t get ya»
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| I said «You're a Dirtbomb, Lester»
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| That love was there
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| When the foundations of Rome were laid
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| When Christ was crucified
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| When the Conquerer created the British Isles
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| When Columbus sailed
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| When the massacre at Lexington was news
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| That love was there
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| When the foundations of Rome were laid
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| When Christ was crucified
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| When the Conquerer created the British Isles
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| When Columbus sailed
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| When the massacre at Lexington was news |
| Credit Mark Twain!
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| True love and anguish
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| I don’t know quite what it is
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| He said «Darlin', I just don’t get ya»
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| I said «You're a Dirtbomb, Lester» |