Have ya seen us out my honey and me
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Knockin' on the doors of fortune for weeks
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In a big dead town where nothin' is free
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Lord up above throw me down the keys
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Have ya seen us out my baby and me
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Have ya seen us crouchin' elbow on knee
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In the curbside light of yellowed marquees
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Lord up above are ya out of reach
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La la la
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Have ya seen us stroll my honey and me
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With complete control my honey and me
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Have ya seen the likes of Annabel Lee
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She's a little songbird singing dweedle dee dee
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La la la
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Ooh
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JUBILEE
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| Grant Lee Buffalo |
