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Once upon a time you dressed so fine |
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Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? |
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People call, say, "Beware doll you're bound to fall" |
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You thought they were all kiddin' you |
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You used to laugh about everybody that was hangin' out |
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Now you don't talk so loud |
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Now you don't seem so proud |
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About having to be scrounging your next meal |
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How does it feel? |
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How does it feel? |
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To be without a home |
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Like a complete unknown |
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Like a rolling stone |
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You've gone to the finest school, all right Miss Lonely |
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But you know you only used to get juiced in it |
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Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street |
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And now you're gonna have to get used to it |
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You said you'd never compromise with the mystery tramp |
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But now you realize, he's not selling any alibis |
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As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes |
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And say, "Do you want to make a deal?" |
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How does it feel? |
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How does it feel? |
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To be on your own |
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With no direction home |
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A complete unknown |
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Like a rolling stone |
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On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you |
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Never understood that it ain't no good |
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You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you |
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You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat |
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Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat |
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Ain't it hard when you discover that he really wasn't where it's at? |
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After he took from you everything he could steal |
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How does it feel? |
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How does it feel? |
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To be on your own |
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With no direction home |
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Like a complete unknown |
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Like a rolling stone |
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Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people |
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They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made |
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Exchanging all precious gifts |
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But you better take your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe |
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You used to be so amused at Napoleon in rags |
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And the language that he used, go to him now he calls you |
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You can't refuse, when you got nothing, you got nothing to lose |
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You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal |
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How does it feel? |
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How does it feel? |
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To be on your own |
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With no direction home |
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Like a complete unknown |
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Like a rolling stone |
