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Dixon |
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You may be a hater, you may be a lover |
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You can bet your life one destroys the other |
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I don't know how it all began, which came first |
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The egg or the hen |
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The moon comes up and the sun goes down |
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This old world keeps spinning around |
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Just as sure as the day turns into the night |
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What you do in the dark will turn up in the light |
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Masked man ridin' out across the land |
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Spreading destruction and moving his hand |
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He carries a ray-gun, shoots from the hip |
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Got your past in his pocket, your future's in his grip |
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You may be a hater, you may be a lover |
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You bet your life one destroys the other |
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I don't know how it all began, which came first |
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The egg or the hen |
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Now, you bet your life without a doubt |
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Asking a masked man to leat you out |
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He's got you so tight that you can't even see |
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That ray-gun is pointed right at you and me |
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You won't see it coming |
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You won't feel the blow |
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You won't get no warning |
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You won't never know |
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You can't start it sooner |
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And fix it up later |
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And you ain't going to read about it in the newspaper |
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Rich or poor, mighty and meek |
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Don't need no ticket, you've all got a seat |
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High up on the mountain, low down in the alley |
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We'll all watch the world turn into death valley |
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You may be a hater, you may be a lover |
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You can bet your life one destroys the other |
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I don't know how it all began, which came first |
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The egg or the hen |
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Better shake my hand 'cause time is winding up |
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Shake your neighbor's hand 'cause time is winding up |
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You may be a hater, you may be a lover |
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You can bet your life one destroys the other |
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I don't know how it all began, which came first |
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The egg or the hen |
