A red sun came rolling down a grey sky
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And the frogs and dogs and night birds then
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Started up singing sweet country lullaby
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You see that patch of city lights-
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Somewhere in there's Cotton Avenue-
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That's where I'm going to take myself tonight
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With a spit shine on my dancing shoes
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If you got a place like that to go
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You just have to go there
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If you got no place special
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Well then, you just go no place special
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I guess it's just the summer in the young blood
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Ripe and juicy in the young blood
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Teasing to go down to...
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Cotton Avenue
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To hear the shiny shiny music
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See all the shiny people dancing to it
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Anytime you go to...
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Cotton Avenue
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If you got a place like that to go
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You know you got to go there
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If you got no place special
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Well then, you just go no place special
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You see that summer storm brewing in the southern sky
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By the time it hits here I'll be dancing high and dry
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To rhythm and blues
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On Cotton Avenue
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Poor boys'll be hanging around outside in the street
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They got all the latest words
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They're dancing to the latest beat
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While they're hustling and sizing you
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On Cotton Avenue
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If you got a place like that to go
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You just have to go there
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If you've got no place special
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Well my dear
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You just so no place... special
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Overture / Cotton Avenue
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| Joni Mitchell |
