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Cause she's heart and soul
She's hot and cold
She's got it all, hot loving every night

Can't you see her standing there
See how she looks, see how she cares
I let her steal the night away from me
Nine o'clock this morning
She left without a warning
I let her take advantage of me
You see, she got what she wanted

'Cause she's heart and soul

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Heart and soul, I fell in love with you
Heart and soul, the way a fool would do, madly
Because you held me tight
And stole a kiss in the night

 

Heart and soul, I begged to be adored
Lost control, and tumbled overboard, gladly
That magic night we kissed
There in the moon mist

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Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart
How the music can free her, whenever it starts
And it's magic, if the music is groovy
It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie
I'll tell you about the magic, and it'll free your soul
But it's like trying to tell a stranger 'bout rock and roll

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Every day I get in the queue (too much, Magic Bus)
To get on the bus that takes me to you (too much, Magic Bus)
I'm so nervous, I just sit and smile (too much, Magic Bus)
Your house is only another mile (too much, Magic Bus)

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You may think that we need a revolution
Or you may think that the world is going to pot
You may never make your social contribution 
Or you may give the people everything you got

But it don’t matter what you do
Where you’re coming from or where you’re going to
You can do what you like in the queue
But there’s no spitting on the bus

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Yes indeed, here we are!

At Saint Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast

Where I stole the mar-juh-reen

An' widdled on the Bingo Cards in lieu of the latrine

I saw a handsome parish lady

Make her entrance like a queen

Why, she was totally chenille

And her old man was a Marine

As she abused a sausage pattie

And said why don't you treat me mean?

(Hurt me, hurt me, hurt me, oooooh!)

At Saint Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast

(Hah! Good God! Get off the bus!)

Where I stole the mar-juh-reen

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The window doesn't open and the fan is broke
And my face is turning blue
I haven't been in a crowd like this
Since I went to see The Who
Well I should've got off a couple miles ago
But I couldn't get to the door
There isn't any room for me to breathe
And now we're gonna pick up more
Another one rides the bus

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I go to parties sometimes until four
It's hard to leave when you can't find the door
It's tough to handle this fortune and fame
Everybody's so different, I haven't changed

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Remember my name, fame
I'm gonna live forever
I'm gonna learn how to fly, high
 
I feel it comin' together
People will see me and cry, fame
I'm gonna make it to heaven
Light up the sky like a flame, fame
I'm gonna live forever
Baby, remember my name
Remember, remember, remember, remember
Remember, remember, remember, remember
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You say I'm putting you on
But it's no joke, it's doing me harm
You know I can't sleep, I can't stop my brain
You know it's three weeks, I'm going insane
You know I'd give you everything I've got
For a little peace of mind

 

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It's been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side and said, "I'm angry"
Five days since you laughed at me saying
"Get back together come back and save me"
Three days since the living room
I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
But it'll still be two days 'til I say I'm sorry

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Some goes to women, some goes to Jesus,
Though I'm absolutely certain both's all right
But it takes me at least halfway to the label
'Fore I can even make it through the night
Well, I think that you're headed for a whole lot of trouble
Yeah, yeah I think that you're headed for a whole lot of trouble
Baby yeah, I think that you're headed for some trouble
If you take your whiskey home

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Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
It takes whiskey to make you tall,
You ain't so very damn tall at all.
You start to get straight, then you get weak,
Can't you see you’re on a loosing streak.
You have your highs, you have your lows,
Nobody knows which way you'll go.

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