I got the whole damn world wants to shake my hand
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I got a map of the promised land
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I got a woman with a magic touch
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She's half crazy, she's half dutch
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Come on Come on, What you got to lose
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Come on Come on, Take a walk in my shoes
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There's a neck of brandy under the bed
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Fifteen children that won't get fed
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Come on Come on, I'm a deadbeat hand
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I got lightning seeds in my pants
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I'm the kind of guy that needs to dance
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I'm a rollin' man; that's what I am
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I got a chevron vision in my head
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Every copy of the living dead
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I wear my necktie like a noose
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I'm a walking junkyard full of juice
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Come on Come on, What you got to lose
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Come on Come on, Take a walk in my shoes
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I saw Venus was in my hand
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She slipped away like a grain of sand
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Come on Come on, Oh I am just a lightning bolt
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There's no game left in town
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There ain't no bar I can't drown
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Don't that send shivers up your spine
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I got the whole damn world wants to shake my hand
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I got a map of the promised land
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I wear my necktie like a noose
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I'm a walking junkyard full of juice
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Come on Come on,
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I got a rainy day in Birmingham
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Come on Come on,
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I'm gonna put the lights out in San Francisco Bay
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Turn the night to day
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Rolling Man
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