Once upon a time you dressed so fine
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You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
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People'd call, say: 'Beware doll, you're bound to fall'
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You thought they were all kiddin' you.
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You used to laugh about
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Everybody that was hangin' out
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Now you don't talk so loud
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Now you don't seem so proud
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About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
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How does it feel?
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How does it feel?
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To be without a home?
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Like a complete unknown?
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Like a rolling stone?
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Ah, you've gone to the finest school, all right, Miss Lonely
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But you know you only used to get juiced in it
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Nobody has ever taught you how to live out on the street
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And now you are gonna have to get used to it.
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You said you'd never compromise
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With the mystery tramp but know you realize
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He's not selling any alibis
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As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
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And say: 'Do you want to make a deal?'
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How does it feel?
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How does it feel?
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To be on your own?
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With no direction home?
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A complete unknown?
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Like a rolling stone?
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Ah,you never turned around to see the frowns
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On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you
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You never understood that it ain't no good
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You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you.
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You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
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Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
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Ain't it hard when you discover that?
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He really wasn't where it's at
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After he took from you everything he could steal.
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How does it feel?
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How does it feel?
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To be on your own?
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With no direction home?
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Like a complete unknown?
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Like a rolling stone?
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Ah, princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
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They are drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
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Exchanging all precious gifts
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But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it, babe.
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You used to be so amused
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At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
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Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
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When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
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You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
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How does it feel?
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Oh, how does it feel?
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To be on your own?
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With no direction home?
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Like a complete unknown?
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Like a rolling stone?
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Like A Rolling Stone
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| The Turtles |
