Here we are, now where are we?
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It's like nothing I've ever seen
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We got horse-throated huckster's whispered gimmicks
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Rubbernecking the curious cynics
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And headlong-walkers, one born every minute
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Do I plug it in? Or do I stick it in it?
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I don't know what came over me
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I'm too dumb for words
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I didn't think I'd like it here at all
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But, I swear, I swear I'm on the verge
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Here we are, now who are you?
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The long lost Queen's of some Hoodoo?
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Well we're the last of the big-time penetrators
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Playin' dead to fuck the undertaker
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The movie'll come out a little bit later
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The Men, The Legend, The Goat, The Saytr
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I don't know what came over me
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I'm too dumb for words
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I didn't say I'd like it here at all
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But, I swear, I swear I'm on the verge
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Here we are, now don't ask how
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The time to leave was kinda now
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Well don't cry, baby, there's no cause for grief
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Deadheading's never gonna kill the Chief
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It's an empty road without relief
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And I'm a highway romance milking thief
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I don't know what came over me
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I'm too dumb for words
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I didn't think I'd like it here at all
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But, I swear, I swear I'm on the verge
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On the Verge
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| Tragically Hip |
