| I said the joker is a wanted man
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| He makes his way all across the land
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| I see him sifting through the sand
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| So I’ll tell you all the story
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| 'Bout the joker and the thief in the night
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| He’s always laughing in the midst of power
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| Always living in the final hour
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| There is always sweet in sour
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| So we are not goin' home
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| Can you see the joker flying over
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| As she’s standing in the field of clover
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| Watching out everyday?
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| I wonder what would happen if he took her away
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| What you see well you might not know
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| You get the feelin' comin' after the glow
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| The vagabond is moving slow
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| So I’ll tll you all the story
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| 'Bout the joker and th thief in the night
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| All the people that he see in the night
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| Hold their dreams up to the light
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| The wilder beast is searching for sight
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| And we are not going home
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| Can you see the joker flying over
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| As she’s standing in the field of clover
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| Watching out everyday?
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| I wonder what would happen if he took her away
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| I said the joker is a wanted man
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| Makes his way all across the land
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| See him sifting through the sand
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| So I’ll tell you all the story 'bout the joker and the thief
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| I said, I’ll tell you the story 'bout the joker and the thief
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| I said, tell the story 'bout the joker and the thief in the night |