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Sitting in the classroom, thinking it's a drag
Listening to the teacher rap, just ain't my bag
The noon bells rings, you know that's my cue
I'm gonna meet the boys on floor number two!

 

Smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules
But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

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We're gonna play you a song, a little bit of rock-n-roll
You gotta let yourself go, the band's gonna take control
We're gettin' off today
We'll pick you up and take you away
Get down tonight
 
Smokin', smokin'
We're cookin' tonight, just keep on tokin'
Smokin', Smokin'
I feel alright, mamma I'm not jokin', yeah
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So I sing you to sleep after the lovin'
With a song that I wrote yesterday
And I hope that it's clear what the words
And the music have to say
 
It's so hard to explain all the things that I'm feeling
Face to face I just seem to go dry
But I love you so much that the sound
Of your voice can make me high
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How do you keep the music playing?
How do you make it last?
How do you keep the song from fading
Too fast?

 

How do you lose yourself to someone
And never lose your way?
How do you not run out of new things
To say?

 

And since you know we're always changing
How can it be the same?

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"...Oh very young, what will you leave us this time
You're only dancin' on this earth for a short while
And though your dreams may toss and turn you now
They will vanish away like your dads best jeans
Denim blue, faded up to the sky
And though you want them to last forever
You know they never will
You know they never will
And the patches make the goodbye harder still..."

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I done ran into my baby
And finally found my old blue jeans
I done ran into my baby
And finally found my old blue jeans
Well, I could tell that they was mine
From the oil and the gasoline

 

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Blue jean baby, L.A. lady
Seamstress for the band
Pretty-eyed, pirate smile
You'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must've seen her
Dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me
Tiny dancer in my hand

 

Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back, she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man, he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on, she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums

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I wish I was a headlight, on a north bound train
I wish I was a headlight, on a north bound train
I'd shine my light through, cool Colorado rain

 

I know you rider,gonna miss me when I'm gone
I know you rider gonna miss me when I'm gone
Gonna miss your baby, from rolling in your arms

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I hear the train a comin'
It's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine
Since, I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
And time keeps draggin' on
But that train keeps a-rollin'
On down to San Antone

 

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Well, on a train, I met a dame
She rather handsome, we kind looked the same
She was pretty, from New York City
I'm walking down that old fair lane
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so
 
I said, train kept a-rolling all night long
Train kept a-rolling all night long
Train kept a-rolling all night long
Train kept a-rolling all night long
With a heave, and a ho
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All aboard!
 
Crazy, but that's how it goes
Millions of people living as foes
Maybe it's not too late
To learn how to love and forget how to hate
 
Mental wounds not healing
Life's a bitter shame
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train
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I'm gonna take a freight train, down at the station
I don't care where it goes
Gonna climb me a mountain, the highest mountain
Jump off, nobody gonna know
 
Can't you see oh can't you see
What that woman, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see
What that woman lord been doin' to me
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