Sweepin the floors, open up the doors
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Yeah turn on the lights, getting ready for the night
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Nobody's romancing, 'cause its too early for dancing
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But here comes the music...
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Bright lights flashing
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They cover up your lack of so many people
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So many problems
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So many reason to buy another round
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Drink it down
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Just another night on the town
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With the big man, money man, better then the other man
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He got the plan, with the million dollar give a damn
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What nobody understands
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Become a smaller man, the bright lights keep flashin,
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Women keep on dancing with the clowns,
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Yeah, yeah, yeah,
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They pick me up when I'm down,
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Yeah, yeah,
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The rodeo clowns
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, they pick me up when I'm down
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The disco ball's spinnin', all the music and the women
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And the shots of tequila,
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Man they say that they need ya
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What they really need, is just a little room to breath
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Teeny bopping disco queen
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She barely understands her dreams of belly button rings
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And other kinds of things
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Symbolic of change, but the thing that is strange
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Is that the changes occur
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And now she's just a part of the herd, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Man i thought that you heard
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Yeah, yeah
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The changes occurred
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, just a part of the herd
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Lights out, shut down, late night, wet ground
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You walk by look at him, but he can't look at you
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Yeah, you might feel pity, but he only feels the ground
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You understand moves, but he only knows let down
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By the corner, there's another one
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Reaching out a hand, coming from a broken man
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Well he tried to live, but he's done trying
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Not dead, but definitely dying
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With the rest of the clowns
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Yeah, yeah
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mmm mmm mmmm mmmm
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With the rest of the clowns
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Sweepin the floors, open up the doors,
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Yeah turn on the lights, getting ready for the night
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Nobody's romancing, 'cause its too early for dancing
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But here comes the music
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Rodeo Clowns
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| Jack Johnson |
