(Bachman/Cummings)
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The reverend who doesn't exist 'till you need him smiles understandingly
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McCartney and Lennon just paid all the bills and made Great Britain free
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And the Pink Wine Sparkles in the Glass know
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How small can the world be as seen through Cleveland
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Different patterns that's tall
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I like them all
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A bunch of young fellows from way down under led a journey that never could be
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And NY no longer means New York City 'cause he once said hello to me
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And the Pink Wine Sparkles in the Glass know
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How small can the world be as seen through Cleveland
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Different patterns that's tall
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I like them all
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The colour of skin still beats education
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And christmas is a time to sell
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And all that we know can soon be forgotten
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Because what we don't know we can't tell
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And the Pink Wine Sparkles in the Glass know
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How small can the world be as seen through Cleveland
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Different patterns that's tall
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I like them all.
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Pink Wine Sparkles in the Glass
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| The Guess Who |
