Rules and regulations,
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And real estate are things I've left behind
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Fights are always leaving
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Silver wings unfolding on a dime
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But I won't foget to tell you
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If I could only reconnect the line
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I really never knew you, but come back I'd like to find the time
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Drug and consequences
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And ferris wheels just took us up and down
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Fights were always brewing
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Two perfect understudies for a clown
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If I could piece it all together
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Or maybe find you through a friend
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Last I heard it was St. Louis
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But I wish that it was Mandalay Again
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Come back I'd like to find the time
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Plant a seed and raise a little Cain
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Come back we'll throw a rope around the moon
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And pretend that we're in Mandalay Again
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Fuel and information
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Are Siamese twins who poison everything
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Lies that left us drowing
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Rumor that burned like gasoline
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I could have read you like a book
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Instead I acted dumb and blind
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I was younger then and foolish
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Come back I'd like to find the time
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Come back I'd like to find the time
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Plant a seed and raise a little Cain
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Come back we'll throw a rope around the moon
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And pretend that we're in Mandalay again
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It it wasn't in the afterglow of wine
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Or the chatter of some European girl
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I'd have understood that after all these years
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There were those who chose to separate our worlds
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Separate our worlds
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Come back I'd like to find the time
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Plant a seed and raise a little Cain
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Come back we'll throw a rope around the moon
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And pretend that we're in Mandalay again
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And pretend that we're in Mandalay again
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We'll pretend that we're in Madalay again
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Mandalay Again
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Leon Russell |