Michael plays with stars
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Soul Sister won't you take a ride in his car
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Late to call
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When you wanted to be all
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Baby don't be so shy
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Rock children hold your heads up high
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In the night while I try
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And tell the ballad of Valentine
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You got it bad, but you know it's true
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I caught up with a friend in Dallas
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We took a trip to New Orleans
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Those black-eyed ladies
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Won't say they're sorry
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We finally caught a train to Memphis
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Where everybody talks the same
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Those blue suede babies
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All know my name
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And I said hold tight
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Can't you see it's hurting me
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But I've got the buzz
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Like Marlon Brando
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Michael Valentine, can't we unite?
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We ended up in North Dakota
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Although my heart's in Mexico
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My monequita
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Abre tus ojos
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With your new suit, and your black tie
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Hold on, you're just a gambling man, all proper like
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I broke to the right and I caught your eye
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Shut your mouth and wave goodbye
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Tonight, I ain't gonna let you rain on this parade
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And I said hold tight
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Can't you see it's hurting me
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But I've got the buzz
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Like Marlon Brando
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Straight faced with misery tonight
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And I will not lie when I say I ain't cold no more
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But I've got the buzz
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Like Greta Garbo
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Walking forwards in the sun
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And I've got a cold tale left to write
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Well uh oh
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I know he's gonna be there tonight
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The Ballad Of Michael Valentine
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| The Killers |
