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Maureen and Stan were looking for a job |
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They got songs for every occasion and a little limelight robbery |
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No one will employ them, there's nothing to decide |
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So he autographs his overdraft, while she goes out of her mind |
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Stuck on the wall with a thousand faces |
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Unwanted posters of the haunted places |
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Roll up for the ghost train, non-stop through the city |
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Step right up and show your face, we only want the pretty ones |
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Roll up for the ghost train, non-stop through the city |
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Step right up and show your face, we only want the pretty ones |
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Maureen and Stan, at the skating rink |
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Looking for the drummer who threw up in the sink |
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Laughing and singing, dressed up like dice |
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Maybe they could freeze to death out there on the ice |
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Look at the graceful way she dances |
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On foot speaks, the other answers |
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Roll up for the ghost train, non-stop through the city |
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Step right up and show your face, we only want the pretty ones |
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Roll up for the ghost train, non-stop through the city |
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Step right up and show your face, we only want the pretty ones |
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She plays the queen of the fleapit, he plays a Spanish guitar |
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He got a black eye from a waitress, she's not seeing any stars |
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You can be refused, you can be replaced |
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You can change your name but you can't change your face |
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While they make believe it's just another holiday |
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They turn on each other when they hear that joker say |
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Roll up for the ghost train, non-stop through the city |
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Step right up and show your face, we only want the pretty ones |
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Roll up for the ghost train, we only want the pretty ones |
