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\author{Kenneth John Odle}
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\title{
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{\Huge Euterpe} \\
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{\Huge Euterpe (Lyrics only)} \\
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{\footnotesize \textit{Autoamerican} by Blondie (1980) \\
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\tableofcontents
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\chapter{The Album}
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\chapter{The Songs}
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\section{Side One}
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\subsection{Here's Looking at You}
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\begin{verse}
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As I sit staring into this liquid amber\\*
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Ripples move out to the edge of the glass\\
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Is that really your reflection in there?\\
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I just want to jump into the warm depths\\
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And be there with you one more time!\\
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Oh alright\\
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Hit it boys!
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My initials sprayed across a pavement\\
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Cut into your private winter room\\
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Talk to me now\\
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Step into my room we'll have a word or two\\
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If I ever had a million dollars\\
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If I didn't give it all to you\\
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Would you lose interest?\\
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Show me indifference?\\
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Foot in another shoe?
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Not very high heels\\
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Not wearing sneakers too\\
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A magazine ad a printed canvas\\
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A basic mid shade blue suede shoe\\
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Thought I'd like to have a little party\\
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Thought I'd like to have a little do\\
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Sure I stopped drinking\\
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But for the moment honey here's looking at you!
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I'll stop my drinking give you my promise true\\
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Clean out the closet, be existential\\
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And cast a vote for the president too\\
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But for the action of the moment\\
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Nothing does what it ought to do\\
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Instant depression I learned my lesson\\
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Nothing that I'd rather do\\
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Come on over my place\\
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Can't see him sideways\\
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Honey here's looking at you
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\end{verse}
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\attrib{Deborah Harry and Chris Stein}
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\subsection{The Tide is High}
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\begin{verse}
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The tide is high but I'm holdin' on\\
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I'm gonna be your number one
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I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh no\\
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It's not the things you do that tease and hurt me bad\\
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But it's the way you do the things you do to me\\
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I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh no
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The tide is high but I'm holdin' on\\
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I'm gonna be your number one, number one
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Ev'ry girl wants you to be her man\\
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But I'll wait my dear till it's my turn\\
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I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh no
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The tide is high but I'm holdin' on\\
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I'm gonna be your number one, number one, number one
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Ev'ry girl wants you to be her man\\
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But I'll wait my dear till it's my turn\\
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I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh no
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The tide is high but I'm holding on\\
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I'm gonna be your number one, number one, number one
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The tide is high but I'm holding on\\
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I'm gonna be your number one\\
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The tide is high but I'm holding on\\
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I'm gonna be your number one\\
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The tide is high but I'm holding on\\
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I'm gonna be your number one\\
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The tide is high but I'm holding on\\
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I'm gonna be your number one
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\end{verse}
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\attrib{John Kenneth Hold and Tyrone Evans}
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\section{Angels on the Balcony}
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\begin{verse}
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Afterglow in a distant row\\
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The door is open and the lights are cold\\
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The children come in here and they dare the ghost\\
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Like a fire burning in a stone
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Silent light in the theatre's sky\\
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Phantom cigarette and a silent cry\\
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The door swings open and it's cold outside\\
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Run and hide, run and hide
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They can still see him singing on the corner singing songs\\
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That never fade away, fade into the kids that come along
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Memory in a silent seat\\
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Melody on a long retreat\\
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Like an angel on a balcony\\
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Like an angel on a balcony
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\end{verse}
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\attrib{Jimmy Destri and Laura Davis}
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\subsection{Go Through It}
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\begin{verse}
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She knew it about Route Three\\
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Oh, she blew it, you know she could've told me\\
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He can't say no, he can't ask why?\\
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Go through it, highway bride
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He delivers, he's a roadsider\\
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He gets no road from a back seat driver\\
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Away we go, yes or no?\\
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I love you honey, gimme a beer
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But just like Jerry Lee, she's tuning in on me\\
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And I've got no defense, but it makes no difference\\
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'Cause just like Jerry Lee, she's tuning in on me\\
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She does it easy, like ACB
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He's hard to hold on the rolling road\\
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He knows his rig's hot, get through that roadblock\\
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Ten miles to go, already, oh\\
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She knew it, now so does he\\
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Well, I love you honey, gimme a beer\\
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Ooh, go through it, come sit right here
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\end{verse}
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\attrib{Deborah Harry and Chris Stein}
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\section{Side Two}
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\subsection{Do the Dark}
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\begin{verse}
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There you are, giving candy\\
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Making confidence with an easy eye\\
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Easy words, oh, what a dancer\\
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Dance you right into the corner in the fire\\
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Do the dark apostle\\
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Do the sidewalk hustle\\
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Do the invisible dance\\
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In the fire, fire, fire, fire
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Walk on glass with the master\\
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There's no question he can't answer with his eyes\\
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What a stage, oh, what a dancer\\
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Looks like a baby with an old man's eyes
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When you break the rules and you burn your bridges\\
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And your fingers itch and they're getting wet when you look at her\\
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Do the dark apostle\\
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Do the sidewalk hustle\\
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Do the invisible dance\\
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In the fire, fire, fire, fire
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Walk on glass, walk on fire\\
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Walk on glass, walk on fire\\
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Walk on glass, walk on fire\\
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Walk on glass, walk on fire
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\end{verse}
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\attrib{Jimmy Destri}
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\subsection{Rapture}
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\begin{verse}
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Toe to toe\\
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Dancing very close\\
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Barely breathing\\
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Almost comatose\\
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Wall to wall\\
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People hypnotized\\
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And they're stepping lightly\\
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Hang each night in Rapture
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Back to back\\
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Sacroiliac\\
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Spineless movement\\
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And a wild attack
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Face to face\\
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Sadly solitude\\
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And it's finger popping\\
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Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture
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Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly\\
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DJ's spinning I said my, my\\
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Flash is fast, Flash is cool\\
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Francois sais pas, Flashe no deux\
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And you don't stop, sure shot\\
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Go out to the parking lot\\
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And you get in your car and you drive real far\\
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And you drive all night and then you see a light\\
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And it comes right down and lands on the ground\\
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And out comes a man from Mars\\
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And you try to run but he's got a gun\\
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And he shoots you dead and he eats your head\\
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And then you're in the man from Mars\\
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You go out at night, eatin' cars\\
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You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too\\
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Mercuries and Subaru\\
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And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars\\
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Then, when there's no more cars\\
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You go out at night and eat up bars where the people meet\\
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Face to face, dance cheek to cheek\\
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One to one, man to man\\
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Dance toe to toe\\
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Don't move too slow, 'cause the man from Mars\\
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Is through with cars, he's eatin' bars\\
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Yeah, wall to wall, door to door, hall to hall\\
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He's gonna eat 'em all\\
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Rapture, be pure\\
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Take a tour, through the sewer\\
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Don't strain your brain, paint a train\\
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You'll be singin' in the rain\\
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I said don't stop, do punk rock\\
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Well now you see what you wanna be\\
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Just have your party on TV\\
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'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on\\
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And now he's gone back up to space\\
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Where he won't have a hassle with the human race\\
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And you hip-hop, and you don't stop\\
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Just blast off, sure shot\\
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'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars\\
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And now he only eats guitars, get up!
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\end{verse}
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\attrib{Deborah Harry and Chris Stein}
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\subsection{Faces}
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\begin{verse}
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Faces cracked for reason beyond recognition\\
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His space is at the Palace\\
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He sleeps for twenty five cents\\
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Now he's wiping headlights windshields with an old rag\\
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It ain't nine to five\\
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Down and dirty he's an old tramp\\
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He poses like a dead man\\
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The night train passes by Money's not the answer for princes and dancers\\
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He's standing under street lights\\
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He's thinking of his old life\\
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He lost his pretty young wife\\
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The corner is his big plan\\
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His brunch with Jim and jitters\\
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Boston blue laws ain't for shitters\\
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And newsprint is for cheaters\\
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Cement mattress for believers\\
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Now he's shooting power curves\\
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His buddies think he's got some nerve\\
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Missus Face had other lovers\\
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Her arms smothered other numbers\\
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He freezes\\
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Christmas season all Saints protect him\\
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His face is cracked for reason beyond recognition
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\end{verse}
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\attrib{Deborah Harry}
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\subsection{T-Birds}
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\begin{verse}
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Circle high, circle low\\
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Jammers fly, T-birds\\
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You show, you show, whiplash go\\
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You show, you show, T-birds. Mighty bird\\
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T-bird, my mighty bird
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On the dot in the slot, tie the knot\\
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On the dot timed kisses\\
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In the slot on the dot, tie the knot\\
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In the slot, no misses
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Mighty bird\\
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T-bird, my mighty bird\\
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T-bird, mighty bird\\
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Black sun conqueror
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\textup{[Spoken bridge]}\\
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Two thousand years ago…\\
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A great race of roller derby warriors lived in South and Central America\\
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They had many gods\\
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Mixtecs and the Toltecs and the Mayans\\
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Cabracan God. Xibalbay, Godzilla, Gargoyle, Mayan, Mazatlan, Mazatlan\\
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Mayan warrior, my oh my
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Black sun worshiper\\
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Coil it up, wind it out, strike it hot!\\
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Coil it up plumed serpent\\
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Coil it up, wind it out, strike it hot!\\
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Coil it up, my T-bird
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Serpent curl\\
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T-bird, rule the world\\
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T-bird, mighty bird\\
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Black sun born again
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Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird\\
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Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird\\
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Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird\\
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Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird
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\end{verse}
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\attrib{Deborah Harry and Nigel Harrison}
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\subsection{Walk Like Me}
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\begin{verse}
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We don't wear that uniform\\
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Paper men from pages torn\\
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Right off the press it could be Tass\\
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Suits for the regime\\
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The media's gone and had a baby\\
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Seventh wave another navy\\
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I live in America\\
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gridlock on the street
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Tell that girl you like her badge\\
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Tell that man you're the Nazz\\
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Tell them you're not the last walking in parade\\
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Dressed to test you up the road\\
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Tighter than the latest clothes\\
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Close the circle walk in row
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Walking in parade
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Why don't you walk like me?\\
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Walk like me?\\
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Walk like me?
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Carrying the standard stick\\
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And marrying the politik\\
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You won't know tomorrow\\
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What went down today
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Look at me I'm in tune\\
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References around my room\\
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Just another secret school\\
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Another cycle going by
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You, you never looked like that\\
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Don't look like me\\
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Don't take it back\\
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You never had a name like that\\
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Never had a color
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Walking like a millionaire\\
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Walking on imported air\\
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Change the way you comb your hair\\
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And watch what you walk under
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Why don't you walk like me?\\
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Walk like me?\\
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Walk like me?\\
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Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh\\
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Heh, heh, heh
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Heh, why don't you?\\
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Why don't you walk like me?\\
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Walk like me?\\
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Walk like me?\\
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Walk like me?
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Heh, heh
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\end{verse}
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\attrib{Jimmy Destri}
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\subsection{Follow Me}
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\textit{Nimue:}
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\begin{verse}
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Far from day, far from night\\
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Out of time, out of sight\\
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In between earth and sea\\
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We shall fly; follow me
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Dry the rain, warm the snow\\
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Where the winds never go\\
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Follow me\\
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Follow me\\
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Follow me
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To a cave by a sapphire shore\\
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Where we'll walk through an emerald door,\\
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And for thousands of breathless evermores my life you will be\\
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Only you, only I\\
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World farewell, world goodbye\\
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To our home 'neath the sea\\
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We shall fly\\
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Follow me
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Only you, only I\\
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World farewell, world goodbye\\
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To our home 'neath the sea\\
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We shall fly\\
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Follow me
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Follow me\\
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Follow me\\
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Follow me
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\end{verse}
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\attrib{Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe}
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\chapter{The Extra Songs}
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\subsection{Susie and Jeffrey}
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\begin{verse}
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Even though Jeff was worried\\
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They weren't in a hurry\\
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They planned a lovely honeymoon\\
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Sue had a brand new Chevy\\
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Conservative, in good taste
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Only 30 payments due\\
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They had outstanding tickets\\
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They had no car insurance\\
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But they had lots of things to do
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They were getting organized\\
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They had their plans all finalized\\
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The date was set for Saturday\\
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Susie and Jeffrey, they're gonna get married\\
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They're going for a blood test
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What if I don't pass my blood test?\\
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What about our marriage licence?\\
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What if I can't be deprogrammed?
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Don't act like it's your last chance\\
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We could have fun at the Spahn Ranch\\
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It's not like Gordon Avenue\\
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Susie and Jeffey, they're gonna get married\\
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They're going for a blood test
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Jeffrey said, ``Let's wait''\\
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Sue took her foot off the brake\\
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He drove into a wall\\
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Don't get excited, now don't shout\\
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I'll scratch your eyes out\\
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Now we can't have our honeymoon
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Don't touch she's my fiance\\
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Say, but I like the way you play\\
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An autograph from Orson Welles\\
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I'm a fan, here's my record\\
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(It's one we can't get programmed)\\
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We want to give to all of you
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They had a little argument\\
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Sue took her foot off the brake\\
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He drove the car into a wall\\
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They had a little argument\\
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Sue took her foot off the brake
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He drove the car into a wall\
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They had a disagreement\\
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Sue took her foot off the brake\\
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He drove the car into a wall
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\end{verse}
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\attrib{Deborah Harry and Nigel Harrison}
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\section{1994 CD Reissue Bonus Tracks}
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\subsection{Rapture (Special Disco Mix)}
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\subsection{Call Me (Original Long Version)}
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\begin{verse}
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Color me your color, baby\\
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Color me your car\\
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Color me your color, darling\\
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I know who you are\\
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Come up off your color chart\\
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I know where you're coming from
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Call me (call me) on the line\\
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Call me, call me any, anytime\\
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Call me (call me) I'll arrive\\
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You can call me any day or night\\
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Call me
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Cover me with kisses, baby\\
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Cover me with love\\
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Roll me in designer sheets\\
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I'll never get enough\\
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Emotions come, I don't know why\\
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Cover up love's alibi
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Call me (call me) on the line\\
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Call me, call me any, anytime\\
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Call me (call me) I'll arrive\\
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When you're ready, we can share the wine\\
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Call me
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Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\\
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He speaks the languages of love\\
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Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\\
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Amore, chiamami, chiamami\\
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Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\\
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Appelle-moi mon cheri, appelle-moi\\
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Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any way\\
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Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day
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Take me out and show me off\\
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And put me on the scene\\
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Dress me in the fashions of the 1980s\\
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You're a man, no in-between\\
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You know what your words can mean
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Call me (call me) my love\\
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Call me, call me any, anytime\\
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Call me (call me) for a ride\\
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Call me, call me for some overtime\\
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Call me (call me) in my life\\
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Call me, call me in a sweet design\\
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Call me (call me), call me for your lover's, lover's alibi\\
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Call me (call me) on the line\\
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Call me, call me any, anytime\\
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Call me (call me)
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Ah, call me, mm-mm-ah\\
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Call me (call me), my love\\
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Call me, call me any
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\end{verse}
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\attrib{Deborah Harry and Giorgio Moroder}
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\subsection{Suzie and Jeffrey}
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Was the B-side to the ``The Tide is High'' single.
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