Maureen and Stan were looking for a job
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They got songs for every occasion
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And a little limelight robbery
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No one will employ them
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There's nothing to decide
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So he autographs his overdraft
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While she goes out of her mind
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Stuck on the wall with a thousand faces
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Unwanted posters of the haunted places
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Roll up for the ghost train
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Non-stop through the city
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Step right up and show your face
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We only want the pretty ones
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Roll up for the ghost train
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Non-stop through the city
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Step right up and show your face
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We only want the pretty ones
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Maureen and Stan at the skating rink
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Looking for the drummer who threw up in the sink
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Laughing and singing, dressed up like dice
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Maybe they could freeze to death out there on the ice
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Look at the graceful way she dances
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One foot speaks, the other answers
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Roll up for the ghost train
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Non-stop through the city
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Step right up and show your face
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We only want the pretty ones
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Roll up for the ghost train
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Non-stop through the city
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Step right up and show your face
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We only want the pretty ones
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She plays the queen of the fleapit
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He plays a Spanish guitar
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He got a black eye from a waitress
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She's not seeing any stars
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You can be refused, you can be replaced
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You can change your name but you can't change your face
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While they make believe it's just another holiday
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They turn on each other when they hear that joker say
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Roll up for the ghost train
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Non-stop through the city
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Step right up and show your face
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We only want the pretty ones
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Roll up for the ghost train
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We only want the pretty ones
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Ghost Train
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Elvis Costello |