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You've got call waiting |
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It's irritating me to no end |
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I take a shot, your hall of fame is |
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Littered with famous, women and men |
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You've got 'em all on your wall |
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Except the last of a dying breed |
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'Cause you ain't got me, no you ain't got me |
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No you ain't, no you ain't |
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I got to be a boy again |
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With a lik'em ade chin and a quicksilver domino |
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Baby that's not my choice the fast way |
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You got a voice like the last day of Catholic school |
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Your world's got everything that you ever need |
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But you ain't got me, no you ain't got me |
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No you ain't, no you ain't got me |
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You've got Broadway, the longest street |
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With the shortest memory |
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You cram your dreams with computer chips |
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Give me tambourines a pair of shaking hips |
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You've got 'em all on your wall |
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I'm the last of a dying breed |
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'Cause you ain't got me, no you ain't got me |
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No you ain't, no you ain't got me |
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You ain't got me, no no no |
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No you ain't got me |
