(Sparks)
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Saturday night in Toledo, Ohio is like being nowhere at all.
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All through the day how the hours rush by, you sit in the park and you watch the grass die.
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Ah, but after the sunset, the dusk and the twilight, when shadows of night start to fall.
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They roll back the sidewalk precisely at ten and people who live there are not seen again.
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Just two lonely truckers from Great Falls, Montana and a salesman from places unknown
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all huddled together in downtown, Toledo to spend their big night all alone.
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You ask how I know of Toledo, Ohio? Well I spent a week there one day.
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They've got entertainment to dazzle your eyes: go visit the bakery and watch the buns rise.
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Ah, but let's not forget that the folks of Toledo unselfishly gave us the scale.
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No springs, honest weight, that's the promise they made,
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so smile and be thankful next time you get weighed.
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And "wive and wet wive", let this be our motto, let's let the sleeping dogs lie.
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And here's to the dogs of Toledo, Ohio, ladies, we bid you goodbye.
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Saturday Night In Toledo, Ohio
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John Denver |