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I'm just an ordinary average guy

My friends are all boring

And so am I

We're just ordinary average guys

We all live ordinary average lives

With average kids

And average wives

We all go bowling at the bowling lanes

Drink a few beers

Bowl a few frames

We're just ordinary average guys

Ordinary average guys

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Watching girls passing by, it ain't the latest thing
I'm just standing in a doorway
I'm just trying to make some sense
Out of these girls passing by, the tales they tell of men
I'm not waiting on a lady
I'm just waiting on a friend

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People let me tell you 'bout my best friend
He's a warm hearted person who'll love me 'til the end
People let me tell you bout my best friend
He's a one boy cuddly toy, my up, my down, my pride and joy

 

People let me tell you 'bout him he's so much fun
Whether we're talkin' man to man or whether we're talking son to son
'Cause he's my best friend
Yes he's my best friend

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Late yesterday night,
I saw a light shine from a window,
And as I looked again,
Your face came into sight.

 

I couldn't walk on
Until you'd gone from your window.
I had to make you mine,
I knew you were the one.

 

Oh, I would be so glad
Just to have a love like that,
Oh, I would be so true
And I'd live my life for you.

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Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
'Til it's gone
They paved paradise
Put up a parking lot

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Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind


Once I had a love and it was divine
Soon found out I was losing my mind
It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind

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I'm up on the tightrope , one sides hate and one is hope
It's a circus game with you and me.
I'm up on the tight wire , linked by life and the funeral pyre
But the top hat on my head is all you see.

And the wire seems to be the only place for me
A comedy of errors and I'm falling
Like a rubber neck giraffe, you look into my past
Well, baby you're just too blind to...see.

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For the benefit of Mr. Kite
There will be a show tonight on trampoline
The Hendersons will all be there
Late of Pablo Fanques Fair, what a scene
Over men and horses, hoops and garters
Lastly through a hogshead of real fire
In this way Mr. K. will challenge the world

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Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of Vaseline
Will perform on guillotine, what a scene, what a scene
Next upon the stand will you please extend a hand?
To Alexander's Ragtime Band, Dixieland, Dixieland

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Well, its eight o'clock in Boise, Idaho
I'll find my limo driver
Mister, take us to the show
I done made some plans for later on tonight
I'll find a little queen
And I know I can treat her right

 

What's your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
Won't you do the same?

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I've been to Louisville, Nashville, Knoxville, Ombabika
Schefferville, Jacksonville, Waterville, Costa Rica
Pittsfield, Springfield, Bakersfield, Shreveport
Hackensack, Cadillac, Fond du Lac, Davenport
Idaho, Jellico, Argentina, Diamantina
Pasadena, Catalina, see what I mean'a


I've been everywhere, man
I've been everywhere, man
Crossed the deserts bare, man
I've breathed the mountain air, man
Of travel I've a'had my share, man
I've been everywhere

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Oh well, I'm the type of guy who will never settle down
Where pretty girls are, well you know that I'm around
I kiss 'em and I love 'em cause to me they're all the same
I hug 'em and I squeeze 'em they don't even know my name

 

They call me the wanderer
Yeah, the wanderer
I roam around, around, around

 

 

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But there ain't no doubt, girl, down here 
We ain't gonna take what they're handing out 
When I'm out in the street 
I walk the way I wanna walk 
When I'm out in the street 
I talk the way I wanna talk 
Baby, out in the street I don't feel sad or blue 
Baby, out in the street I'll be waiting for you

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All around
I see the purple shades of evening
And on the ground
The shadows fall and once again you're in my arms
So tenderly

The sidewalks in the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begins to crumble
But love will never die
Because we'll see the mountains tumble
Before we say goodbye

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Standing on the corner
Just me and Yoko Ono
We was waiting for Jerry to land
Up come a man with a guitar in his hand
Singing, "Have a marijuana if you can"
His name was David Peel
And we found that he was real
He sang, "The Pope smokes dope every day"
Up come a policeman shoved us up the street
Singing, "Power to the people today!"
New York City, back in New York City, New York City
Que pasa, New York?
Que pasa, New York?
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