I have to call you up. Think I've seen a vision of rhythm in gold.
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No cat could ever move that way. No puss would dare to be so bold.
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Must tell the boys to follow you.
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Catch you where you go to ground.
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A lady of means, I can see. Rhythm in gold is getting to me.
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What's your name, and where can I find you?
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Are you just a rich man's friend,
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or was it always in the family?
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You seem to throw the challenge down,
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by the way you didn't even look at me.
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Put the boys on you. Immobilize your nine-eleven.
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There's nothing I could do for you that would really matter much anyway.
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You belong to everyone. Rhythm in gold's the number that you play.
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Put the boys on you. Sabotage your nine-eleven.
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Rhythm In Gold
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| Jethro Tull |
