(Ron & Russel Mael)
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Just keep right on walking
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Just keep right on walking
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Dont dilly-dally, come right home
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I dont see why I must go home
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When in the streets the niceties
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Come pouring out and over me
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Its three oclock and here they come
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So many that my eyes are numb
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Familiar faces each and all
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But I've been ordered not to stall
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Thanks but no thanks, anywa
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I know that youre all OK, but
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My orders come from high above me
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About a foot or two above me
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The merry band of "How are yous"
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In tweedy suits and pointy shoes
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They offer me a ride in style
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And something sweet to make me smile
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I hate to hurt their feelings so
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But Im supposed to tell them no
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My parents say the world is cruel
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I think that they prefer it cruel
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Thanks but no thanks, anyway
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I know that youre all OK, but
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My orders come from high above me
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About a foot or two above me
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Just keep right on walking
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Just keep right on walking
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Just keep right on walking
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Just keep right on walking
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Thanks but no thanks, anyway
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I know that youre all OK, but
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My orders come from high above me
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About a foot or two above me
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Thanks but no thanks anyway
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Thanks but no thanks anyway
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Thanks but no thanks anyway, anyway, anyway
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Thanks But No Thanks
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| Sparks |
