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As I walked into the darkness of the room |
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Have I arrived too soon |
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I'll have to wait a while |
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And she said |
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Cross my palm, give me what you want to give |
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And I will tell you what the future brings |
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Cross my palm, let me look into your eyes |
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No need to worry 'bout anything |
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In she comes, like a vision in night |
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Crystal-ball is clear and bright |
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And she sits and gives a smile |
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And she says |
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Cross my palm, give me what you want to give |
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And I will tell you what the future brings |
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Cross my palm, let me look into your eyes |
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Man don't you worry 'bout anything |
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Cross my palm, give me what you want to give |
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And I will tell you what the future brings |
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Cross my palm, let me look into your eyes |
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Man don't you worry 'bout anything |
