(N. Young)
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He's a perfect stranger,
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Like a cross
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of himself and a fox.
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He's a feeling arranger
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And a changer
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of the ways he talks.
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He's the unforeseen danger
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The keeper of
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the key to the locks.
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Know when you see him,
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Nothing can free him.
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Step aside, open wide,
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It's the loner.
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If you see him in the subway,
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He'll be down
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at the end of the car.
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Watching you move
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Until he knows
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he knows who you are.
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When you get off
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at your station alone,
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He'll know that you are.
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Know when you see him,
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Nothing can free him.
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Step aside, open wide,
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It's the loner.
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There was a woman he knew
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About a year or so ago.
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She had something
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that he needed
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And he pleaded
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with her not to go.
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On the day that she left,
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He died,
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but it did not show.
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Know when you see him,
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Nothing can free him.
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Step aside, open wide,
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It's the loner.
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The Loner
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| Three Dog Night |
