(Jimmy Webb)
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Tell us once again this morning, old friend
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how did you win the war?
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Everybody loves a hero,
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it won't matter if we've heard your
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tale before
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Tell us of the time when almost
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everybody knew you were a star
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And how intelligent you are
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Prove that you're alive
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Mr. Shuck 'n Jive
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Tell us of the man who stole your for-
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tune and nearly ruined your life.
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Or better still-the one about the t.v. and
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the couch and your best friends' wife
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Tell us of grand projects never finished
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with somebody else to blame
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And all the reasons that your fame
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never did arrive
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Mr. Shuck 'n Jive
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If you can get yourself together
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kindly write a criticism of this song
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How it's exquisitely constructed, yet
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mechanical, and somehow slightly
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wrong
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Put it in your book about the enemy
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you never even met
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You know, you just might make it yet-
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But I don't think you'll survive
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Mr. Shuck 'n Jive
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You know, you just might make it yet-
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Mr. Shuck 'n Jive
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Mr. Shuck 'N' Jive
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| Art Garfunkel |
