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You gonna look fine |
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Be primed for dancing |
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You're gonna trip and glide |
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All on the trembling plane |
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Your diamond hands |
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Will be stacked with roses |
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And wind and cars |
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And people of the past |
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I'll call you thing |
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Just when the moon sings |
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And place your face in stone |
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Upon the hill of stars |
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And gripped in the arms |
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Of the changeless madman |
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We'll dance our lives away |
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In the Ballrooms of Mars |
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You talk about day |
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I'm talking 'bout night time |
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When the monsters call out |
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The names of men |
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Bob Dylan knows |
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And I bet Alan Freed did |
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There are things in night |
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That are better not to behold |
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You dance |
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With your lizard leather boots on |
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And pull the strings |
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That change the faces of men |
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You diamond browed hag |
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You're a gutter-gaunt gangster |
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John Lennon knows your name |
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And I've seen his |