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  • 26-01-1979
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    Do You Think It's Alright?
    Composer(s): Pete Townshend
    Performer(s): The Who



    Mother:
    Do you think it's alright to leave the boy with Uncle Ernie?
    Do you think it's alright; he's had a few too many tonight!
    Do you think it's alright ?

    Father:
    I think it's alright, yes I think it's alright



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    I Got Loaded
    Composer(s): Peppermint Harris; Harrison Nelson
    Performer(s): Canned Heat
    and multiple other artists



    I dropped into a tavern where I saw some friends of mine
    The party was gettin' underway and the truth was really flyin'

    And I got loaded
    I got loaded
    I got loaded man, I sure got high

    I told my pretty baby that I wouldn't stay out no more
    You know every time I tried to leave I fell down on the floor

    I got loaded
    I got loaded
    I got loaded man, I sure got high

    It made me feel so happy baby, while it was goin' down
    I took a sip every trip that bottle went around

    And I got loaded
    I got loaded
    I got loaded man, I sure got high

    Last thing I remember, I heard somebody say
    Doggone my soul, let's really roll until the break of day

    I got loaded
    I got loaded
    I got loaded man, I sure got high

    If you see my baby, please tell her this from me
    I didn't mean to stay so long, but the drinks down there were free!

    I got loaded
    I got loaded
    I got loaded man, I sure got high



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    Jogo De Damas
    Composer(s): Isolda; Milton Carlos
    Performer(s): Roberto Carlos



    Eu sei da sua vida e do seu passado
    De um tempo perdido e recuperado
    Eu sei da poeira de todos seus passos
    Das suas trapaças, dos seus abraços
    Eu sei da sua fama e dos seus amores
    Das suas proezas, dos seus dissabores
    Da cor da sua roupa, do seu pouco valor
    Você nessa vida foi só desamor

    Dama
    Hoje alguém que te engana
    Te veste de santa
    Não sabe por que
    Te pisam te xingam
    Ignoram a mulher
    Não sabem que a dama existiu outro dia
    Hoje a dama não passa de pedra perdida
    (Hoje é pedra perdida de um jogo qualquer)

    Conheço as paredes que guardavam segredos
    E ações que por si não cobriam seus medos
    A sua missão, as suas vontades
    Razões que confirmam as duras verdades
    Eu sei hoje em dia da sua vergonha
    De olhar quem te olha responder quem te chama
    Pra quem te conhece você é vulgar
    Pra quem nunca te viu
    Hoje quer te amar




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    25-01-1979
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    Cousin Kevin
    Composer(s): John Entwistle
    Performer(s): The Who



    Cousin Kevin:
    We're on our own cousin, all alone cousin
    Let's think of a game to play now the grown ups have all gone away
    You won't be much fun being blind, deaf and dumb, but I've no one to play with today
    D' you know how to play hide and seek?
    To find me it would take you a week, but tied to that chair you won't go anywhere
    There's a lot I can do to a freak
    How would you feel if I turned on the bath, ducked your head under and started to laugh?
    What would you do if I shut you outside, to stand in the rain and catch cold, so you died?
    I'm the school bully!
    The classroom cheat
    The nastiest playfriend, you ever could meet
    I'll stick pins in your fingers and tread on your feet...
    Maybe a cigarette burn on your arm would change your expression to one of alarm
    I'll drag you around by a lock of your hair, or give you a push at the top of the stairs...
    I'm the school bully!
    The classroom cheat
    The nastiest playfriend, you ever could meet
    I'll put glass in your dinner and spikes in your seat...



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    I Got It From Agnes
    Composer(s): Tom Lehrer
    Performer(s): Tom Lehrer



    I love my friends, and they love me
    We're just as close as we can be
    And just because we really care
    Whatever we get, we share!

    I got it from Agnes
    She got it from Jim
    We all agree it must have been Louise who gave it to him

    She got it from Harry
    Who got it from Marie
    And everybody knows that Marie
    Got it from me

    Giles got it from Daphne
    She got it from Joan
    Who picked it up in County Cork
    A-kissin' the Blarney Stone

    Pierre gave it to Sheila
    Who must have brought it there
    He got it from François and Jacques
    Haha, Lucky Pierre!

    Max got it from Edith
    Who gets it every spring
    She got it from her Daddy
    Who just gives her everything

    She then gave it to Daniel
    Whose spaniel has it now
    Our dentist even got it
    And we're still wondering how

    Ah, but I got it from Agnes
    Or maybe it was Sue
    Or Millie or Billie or Gillie or Willie
    It doesn't matter who

    It might have been at the club
    Or at the pub, or in the loo
    And if you will be my friend
    Then I might...(Mind you, I said "might")...
    Give it to you!



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    Joey
    Composer(s): Herb Wiener;
    James J. Kriegman; Salmirs-Bernstein
    Performer(s): Betty Madigan;
    Jeri Southern; Margaret Whiting



    Jimmy kissed me in the springtime
    Tommy kissed me in the fall
    But I remember only Joey
    Joey kissed me not at all

    Jimmy sang the sweetest love songs
    Tommy watched me openly
    But I remember only Joey
    Joey stole my heart from me

    Every now and then Joey wandered by
    How I wished that he would stay'
    Then I breathed a sigh as I wondered why
    He never ever looked my way

    Jimmy always sent me flowers
    Tommy often did the same
    But I remember only Joey
    Joey made me change my name

    Jimmy always sent me flowers
    Tommy often did the same
    But I remember only Joey
    Joey made me change my name

    Joey made me change my name




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    24-01-1979
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    Christmas
    Composer(s): Pete Townshend
    Performer(s): The Who



    Father:
    Did you ever see the faces of children?
    They get so excited waking up on Christmas morning
    hours before the winter sun's ignited
    They believe in dreams and all they mean, including heaven's generosity
    Peeping round the door to see what parcels are for free, in curiosity
    And Tommy doesn't know what day it is
    Doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is
    How can he be saved from the eternal grave?
    Surrounded by his friends he sits so silently and unaware of everything
    Playing poxy pin ball, picks his nose and smiles and pokes his tongue at everything
    I believe in love, but how can men who've never seen light be enlightened
    Only if he's cured will his spirits future level ever heighten
    And Tommy doesn't know what day it is
    Doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is
    How can he be saved from the eternal grave?
    Tommy can you hear me?
    Tommy can you hear me?
    Tommy can you hear me?
    How can he be saved?

    Tommy:
    See me, feel me
    Touch me, heal me
    See me, feel me
    Touch me, heal me!

    Tommy can you hear me?
    Tommy can you hear me?
    Tommy can you hear me?
    How can he be saved?



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    I Got It Bad (And That Ain't Good)
    Composer(s): Paul Francis Webster; Duke Ellington
    First release by: Duke Ellington - 1941
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Though folks with good intentions
    Tell me to save my tears
    Well I'm so mad about him
    I can't live without him

    Never treats me sweet and gentle
    The way he should
    I've got it bad
    And that ain't good

    My poor heart is so sentimental
    Not made of wood
    I've got it so bad
    And that ain't good

    But when the fish are jumpin'
    And Friday rolls around
    My man an' I, we gin some
    We pray some, and sin some

    He don't love me like I love him
    The way he should
    I've got it bad
    And that ain't good
    Yes I've got it bad
    And that ain't good



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    Joey
    Composer(s): Bob Dylan; Jacques Levy
    Performer(s): Bob Dylan



    Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when
    Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion
    Always on the outside of whatever side there was
    When they asked him why it had to be that way
    "Well," he answered, "just because"

    Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last
    They called Joe "Crazy," the baby they called "Kid Blast"
    Some say they lived off gambling and runnin' numbers too
    It always seemed they got caught between the mob and the men in blue

    Joey, Joey
    King of the streets, child of clay
    Joey, Joey
    What made them want to come and blow you away?

    There was talk they killed their rivals, but the truth was far from that
    No one ever knew for sure where they were really at
    When they tried to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roof
    He went out that night to seek revenge, thinkin' he was bulletproof

    The war broke out at the break of dawn, it emptied out the streets
    Joey and his brothers suffered terrible defeats
    Till they ventured out behind the lines and took five prisoners
    They stashed them away in a basement, called them amateurs

    The hostages were tremblin' when they heard a man exclaim
    "Let's blow this place to kingdom come, let Con Edison take the blame"
    But Joey stepped up, he raised his hand, said
    "We're not those kind of men
    It's peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again"

    Joey, Joey
    King of the streets, child of clay
    Joey, Joey
    What made them want to come and blow you away?

    The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith
    They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with
    "What time is it?" said the judge to Joey when they met
    "Five to ten," said Joey
    The judge says, "That's exactly what you get"

    He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich
    They threw him in the hole one time for tryin' to stop a strike
    His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to understand
    What it's like to be in society with a shackle on your hand

    When they let him out in '71 he'd lost a little weight
    But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I swear he did look great
    He tried to find the way back into the life he left behind
    To the boss he said, "I have returned and now I want what's mine"

    Joey, Joey
    King of the streets, child of clay
    Joey, Joey
    Why did they have to come and blow you away?

    It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun
    "I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one"
    Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe
    Emptied out the register, said, "Tell 'em it was Crazy Joe"

    One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York
    He could see it comin' through the door as he lifted up his fork
    He pushed the table over to protect his family
    Then he staggered out into the streets of Little Italy

    Joey, Joey
    King of the streets, child of clay
    Joey, Joey
    What made them want to come and blow you away?

    Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep
    I heard his best friend Frankie say, "He ain't dead, he's just asleep"
    Then I saw the old man's limousine head back towards the grave
    I guess he had to say one last goodbye to the son that he could not save

    The sun turned cold over President Street and the town of Brooklyn mourned
    They said a mass in the old church near the house where he was born
    And someday if God's in heaven overlookin' His preserve
    I know the men that shot him down will get what they deserve

    Joey, Joey
    King of the streets, child of clay
    Joey, Joey
    What made them want to come and blow you away?




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    23-01-1979
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    The Hawker
    Composer(s): Sonny Boy Williamson
    Performer(s): The Who



    The Hawker:
    You talk about your woman
    I wish you could see mine
    You talk about your woman
    I wish you could see mine
    Every time she starts to loving
    She brings eyesight to the blind

    You know her daddy gave her magic
    I can tell by the way she walks
    You know her daddy gave her magic
    I can tell by the way she walks
    Every time we start shaking
    the dumb begin to talk

    She's got the power to heal you, never fear
    She's got the power to heal you, never fear
    Just a word from her lips
    and the deaf begin to hear



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    I Got A Wife
    Composer(s): Eddie Mascari; Erwin Wenzlaff
    Performer(s): Mark IV



    (Hey, I got a wife at home
    I got a wife at home
    I got a wife she's the apple of my life
    But I wish she would leave me alone)

    When I hear
    Hang your clothes up
    Wipe your feet off
    Goodness sakes don't slam the door
    Fix the socks and dry the dishes
    Can't you see what's in the drawer
    Hang the picture
    Set the table
    Don't drop ashes on the floor
    Heat the bottle
    Change the baby
    She don't love me anymore

    (He don't love her anymore
    There he goes right out the door
    He'll be back 'bout half past ten
    And then she'll start right in again)

    Tack the shade up
    Wash the windows
    Wipe the handprints off the door
    Change the light bulbs
    Scrub the bathtub
    Pick the toys up from the floor
    Tape the lamp cord
    Make some coffee
    Burn the garbage
    Oil the door
    Get the kids
    And call my mother
    She don't love me anymore

    (I got a wife at home
    I got a wife at home
    I got a wife she's the apple of my life
    But I wish she would leave me alone)

    When I hear
    (Fast High-Pitched Voice Chatter)
    OK OK I'll do it
    (Chatter Continues)
    Yeah OK
    (Chatter Continues)
    Honey, honey
    Please, honey (Chatter Continues) Yeah I'll do it (Chatter Continues) Quiet!! (He don't love her anymore There he goes right out the door He'll be back 'bout half past ten And then she'll start right in again) (Chatter Begins Again) (Short Guitar Lick) (Door Slams) (Sheeee!!)



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    Joe, La Ville Et Moi
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



    J'avais un copain
    Il s'appelait Joe
    C'était presque un frère pour moi
    On a grandit ensemble
    Il habitait la ferme
    La ferme juste à côté de la rivière
    Un jour on en a eu marre de voir toujours la même forêt
    Alors, alors on a décidé de partir
    Pour voir ce qu'était une ville
    Quand je dis une ville je veux dire
    Une vraie ville en béton
    Et ça fait bien longtemps

    Maintenant je voudrais revoir
    Je voudrais revoir tout ce que j'ai quitté
    Les champs, la rivière et ma forêt
    Et...et Marie
    Oui Marie
    Qu'elle était belle, la jolie Marie
    Ça fait si longtemps, si longtemps
    Mais voilà comment
    Voilà comment l'histoire a commencé

    On avait bien, Joe et moi dix dollars chacun
    Et l'adresse d'une ou deux filles
    Dans un wagon à bestiaux on a pris le train
    Pour voir ce qu'était une ville

    Pendant deux jours en roulant on s'est préparé
    Tout en se cachant sous la paille
    Quand on la vu ce fut comme un coup sur le nez
    Elle nous a pris dans ses murailles

    Pour ne pas être un étranger ici
    Ce n'est qu'une question de prix
    Les faux amours, les faux amis et le reste
    Tout ça se paie en arrivant

    Les dix dollars n'ont pas duré plus d'un repas
    Les filles avaient changé d'adresse
    Joe a failli se bagarrer deux ou trois fois
    Pour son accent et pour le reste

    Pour ne pas être un étranger ici
    Ce n'est qu'une question de prix
    Les faux amours, les faux amis et le reste
    Tout ça se paie en arrivant

    On avait bien, Joe et moi dix dollars chacun
    Et l'adresse d'une ou deux filles
    Mais on a plus retrouvé le chemin
    Et on s'est noyé dans la ville
    Mais on a plus retrouvé le chemin
    Et on s'est perdu dans la ville

    La ville
    Est-ce qu'un jour
    Est-ce qu'un jour Dieu
    J'aurais la chance de revoir
    Près de la rivière Marie
    Est-ce qu'un jour j'aurais la chance d'avoir
    Une fille un fils
    Et de pouvoir me retrouver
    Entre les arbres de ma forêt
    Près de notre rivière

    Ouais
    Loin de cette ville
    Surtout loin de cette ville




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    22-01-1979
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    Amazing Journey
    Composer(s): Pete Townshend
    Performer(s): The Who



    Deaf Dumb and blind boy
    He's in a quiet vibration land
    Strange as it seems his musical dreams
    Ain't quite so bad

    Ten years old
    With thoughts as bold as thought can be
    Loving life and becoming wise
    In simplicity

    Sickness will surely take the mind
    Where minds can't usually go
    Come on the amazing journey
    And learn all you should know

    A vague haze of delerium
    creeps up on me
    All at once a tall stranger I suddenly see
    He's dressed in a silver sparked
    Glittering gown
    And His golden beard flows
    Nearly down to the ground

    Nothing to say and nothing to hear
    And nothing to see
    Each sensation makes a note in my symphony

    Sickness will surely take the mind
    Where minds can't usually go
    Come on the amazing journey
    And learn all you should know

    His eyes are the eyes that
    Transmit all they know
    Sparkle warm crystalline glances to show
    That he is your leader
    And he is your guide
    On the amazing journey together you'll ride



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    I Got A Right To Sing The Blues
    Composer(s): Harold Arlen; Ted Koehler
    Performer(s): Billie Holiday
    and multiple other artists



    I got a right to sing the blues
    I got a right to feel low down
    I got a right to hang around
    Down around the river
    A certain man in this old town
    Keeps draggin’ my poor heart around
    All I see for me
    Is misery
    I got a right to sing the blues
    I got a right to moan and sigh
    I got a right to sit and cry
    Down around the river
    I know the deep blue sea
    Will soon be callin’ me
    It must be love
    Say what you choose
    I got a right to sing the blues



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    Joe Meek
    Composer(s): Eric Goulden
    Performer(s): Eric Goulden



    On the second floor of number 304
    Above a handbag store and the heavy roar
    Of traffic rolling down the Holloway Road
    A one-time bedroom housed the studio
    Of Joe Meek

    Where he conjured with the sound of another world
    That Tin-Pan-Alley thought was to absurd
    But miles of wire and recording tape
    Brought fortune fame and no escape
    For Joe Meek

    As he stirred up the sound of a hurricane
    Joe Meek called upon forces from beyond the grave
    Joe Meek suffered alone for his madness and pain
    These were the only rewards that the hit parade
    Held in store for Joe Meek

    The talented, the hopeful, the hopeless and just plain
    Star-struck climbed the stairs up to the birthplace
    Of the hits in search of three minutes of eternity
    In the home-made sound laboratory of Joe Meek
    Where he stirred up the sound of a hurricane
    Joe Meek called upon forces from beyond the grave
    Joe Meek suffered alone for his madness and pain
    These were the only rewards that the hit parade
    Held in store for Joe Meek ..




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    21-01-1979
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    1921
    Composer(s): Pete Townshend
    Performer(s): The Who



    Lover:
    I've got a feeling twenty-one is going to be a good year
    Especially if you and me see it in together

    Father:
    So you think 21 is going to be a good year
    It could be good for me and her, but you and her - no never!
    I had no reason to be over optimistic, but somehow when you smiled
    I could brave bad weather

    Mother:
    What about the boy?
    What about the boy?
    What about the boy?
    He saw it all!

    Mother & Father:
    You didn't hear it, you didn't see it
    You won't say nothing to no one, ever in your life
    You never heard it
    Oh how absurd it all seems without any proof
    You didn't hear it, you didn't see it
    You never heard it, not a word of it
    You won't say nothing to no one
    Never tell a soul what you know is the Truth



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. I Got A Name
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    I Got A Name
    Composer(s): Charles Fox; Norman Gimbel
    Performer(s): Jim Croce
    and multiple other artists



    Like the pine trees lining the winding road
    I've got a name; I've got a name
    Like the singing bird and the croaking toad
    I've got a name; I've got a name
    And I carry it with me like my daddy did
    But I'm living the dream that he kept hid
    Movin' me down the highway
    Rollin' me down the highway
    Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

    Like the north wind whistlin' down the sky
    I've got a song; I've got a song
    Like the whippoorwill and the baby's cry
    I've got a song; I've got a song
    And I carry it with me and I sing it loud
    If it gets me nowhere, I'll go there proud
    Movin' me down the highway
    Rollin' me down the highway
    Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

    And I'm gonna go there free
    Like the fool I am and I'll always be
    I've got a dream; I've got a dream
    They can change their minds but they can't change me
    I've got a dream; I've got a dream
    Oh, I know I could share it if you want me to
    If you're going my way, I'll go with you
    Movin' me down the highway
    Rollin' me down the highway
    Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Joe Macho
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    Joe Macho
    Performer(s): Joe Dassin



    Le grand Joe Macho, un loup solitaire
    Était toujours en galère
    Et quand il sortait chasser la femelle
    On entendait son cri sensuel

    Ah ououou ou-ou-ou
    Ah ououou ou-ou-ou
    J'ai mon fusil à six coups
    Aou Aou Aou...

    La jolie Marie avait le feu aux reins
    Son mari était marin
    Quand elle a vu Joe entrer dans sa chambre
    La mignonne a planqué son alliance

    Ah ououou ou-ou-oui
    Jailli ce cri dans la nuit
    Joe est revenu souvent
    Et puis un soir on frappe au plus mauvais moment

    "Ciel, mon mari!" a crié Marie
    Qui etait physionomiste
    Il lui a dit: "J'te croyait fidèle"
    Elle répondit: "Je le croyais aussi"

    "Joe pas un geste ou tu meurs!"
    Dit le trompé au trompeur
    Maintenant tu vas payer
    Il visait bas, il l'a touché au pied

    Alors Joe a filé dans le noir
    Nu comme un vers, boîtant comme un canard
    Et toute la ville l'a entendu pousser
    Ce cri déchirant du chien blessé

    Ah ououou ou-ou-ou
    "J'etait prévenu après tout
    Marie m'avait bien juré
    Que son mari ne savait pas tirer"




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    20-01-1979
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    It's A Boy
    Composer(s): Pete Townshend
    Performer(s): The Who



    Nurse :
    It's a boy Mrs. Walker, it's a boy
    It's a boy Mrs. Walker, it's a boy

    A son!
    A son!
    A son!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. I Got A Mind To Give Up Living
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    I Got A Mind To Give Up Living
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): The Paul Butterfield Blues Band



    I've got a mind to give up living, and go shopping instead
    I've got a mind to give up living, and go shopping instead
    Pick me up a tombstone, and be pronounced dead

    Well, I read your letter this morning, that was on your place in bed
    Oh, when I read your letter this morning, that was on your place in bed
    That's when I decided that I'd be better off dead
    Oh, yeah!

    When I read your letter this morning, that was on your place in bed
    Yes, when I read your letter this morning, that was on your place in bed
    That's when I had decided that I'd be better off dead

    It read, "There is no use looking or ever hoping, or ever hoping to get me back"
    "Oh, no use looking, baby or ever hoping to get me back
    Because it's all over now and, baby, you can bet on that"
    Oh, yeah!



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