Taking the backstairs...
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Before I knew to choose the music of celebrity
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I sang backups on the backstairs, the backstairs, the backstairs
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I wore out grooves sneaking around the servants' quarters, so
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So I knew my way around the backstairs
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There is another West, you'll find out
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It's nearly thunderous
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There is another West, much wilder
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You feel it under us
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And yet another West,
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A new one, when you arrive
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I move so slow, I didn't know that I was backing off
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It was getting backed out on the backstairs, the backstairs, the backstairs
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And I came
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And I saw
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And I ran
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And I won
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And I came
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And I saw
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And I ran
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And I won
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And I came
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And I saw
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And I ran
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And I won
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There is another West, you'll find out
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It's nearly thunderous
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There is another West, much wilder
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You feel it under us
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And yet another West,
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A new one, when you arrive
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Another West,
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A new one, when you arrive
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Taking the backstairs...
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And I came
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And I saw
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And I ran
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And I won...
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I knew my way around the backstairs
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Backstairs
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| The New Pornographers |
