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Seems I got to have a, change of scene.

Cause every night I have the, strangest dream.

Imprisoned by the way it could have been,

Left here on my own or so it seems.

I got to leave before I start to scream,

But someone's locked the door and took the key.

 

You feelin' alright?

I'm not feelin' too good myself.

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Well, I know it wasn't you who held me down
Heaven knows it wasn't you who set me free
So often times it happens that we live our lives in chains
And we never even know we have the key

 

But me, I'm already gone
And I'm feelin' strong
I will sing this vict'ry song

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Sitting in a transit all night long,

Playing clubs and rocking right on.

The road's much too long since I've been wasting my time,

Wish I was home again sipping my wine.

 

And I'm gone, gone, gone, I don't care.

Cause I'm gone, gone, gone.

I don't care, it's where I'm from, I'm on the road again.

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Another town another place,
Another girl, another face,
Another truce, another race,
I'm eating junk, feeling bad,
Another night, I'm going mad,
My woman's leaving, I feel sad,

 

But I just love the life I lead,
Another beer is what I need,
Another gig my ears bleed,
We are the road crew

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57 minutes ago, Bill from NYC said:

Sitting in a transit all night long,

Playing clubs and rocking right on.

The road's much too long since I've been wasting my time,

Wish I was home again sipping my wine.

 

And I'm gone, gone, gone, I don't care.

Cause I'm gone, gone, gone.

I don't care, it's where I'm from, I'm on the road again.

 

Quick time out:  This is SOLID.  Love, love, LOVE Traffic!!!

 

Game on!!!

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The place is really jumping to the Hi-Watt amps
'Til a twenty inch cymbal fell and cut the lamps
In the blackout they danced right into the aisle
And as the doors fly open even the promoter smiles
Someone takes his pants off and the rafters knock
Rock is dead they say
Long live rock!
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Take your baby by the hand
And make her do a high handstand
And take your baby by the heel
And do the next thing that you feel
 
We were so in vies
In our dance hall days
We were cool on cries
When all you and everyone we knew
Could believe, do, and share in what was true
 
Dance hall days love !
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Easin' down the highway in a new Cadillac
I had a fine fox in front, I had three more in the back
They sportin' short dresses, wearin' spike-heel shoes
They smokin' Lucky Strikes, and wearing nylons too
'Cause we bad, we nationwide
Yeah we bad, we nationwide

 

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