Throw a penny from the window
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Watch an old man play a song
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on a twenty dollar violin he bought before the war
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Though he screeches and he scratches
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and the notes are always wrong
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but he plays like he's in concert
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on the street outside my door
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Choose to suit your fancy
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Are there any requests?
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I'll play them for a pennyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
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(play them for a penny)
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and not a penny less
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He's the local vertuoso
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It's his only way of life
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plays 97 overtures
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and goes on home to his wife
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In the quiet of the evening
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while his frozen fingers bleed
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he counts pennies
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on the blanket to supply his meeger(sp?) needs
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Choose to suit your fancy
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Are there any requests?
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I'll play them for a pennyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
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(play them for a penny)
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and not a penny less
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When there's frost upon the pumpkin
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in the weakness of the sun
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People stand there in the cold
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until his symphony is done
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In the early gray of morning
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he's sure to come around
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You can hear him thru the window
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when the pennies hit the ground
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Choose to suit your fancy
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Are there any requests?
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I'll play them for a pennyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
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(play them for a penny)
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and not a penny less
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They're playing penny music
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(aaahhhhaaahhhh)
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Playing penny music
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(aaahhhhaaahhhh)
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[Last two lines repeat a few more times]
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Penny Music
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The Monkees |