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Physical


Physical
Composer(s): Steve Kipner; Terry Shaddick
Performer(s): Olivia Newton-John;
and various other artists



I'm saying all the things that I know you'll like
makin' good conversation
I gotta handle you just right, you know what I mean
I took you to an intimate restaurant, then to a suggestive movie
There's nothin' left to talk about, unless it's horizontally

Chorus:
Let's get physical, physical, I wanna get physical, let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk, let me hear your body talk

Let's get physical, physical, I wanna get physical, let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk, let me hear your body talk

I've been patient, I've been good, tried to keep my hands on the table
It's gettin' hard this holdin' back, you know what I mean
I'm sure you'll understand my point of view, we know each other mentally
You gotta know that you're bringin' out the animal in me

Let's get physical, physical, I wanna get physical, let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk, let me hear your body talk

Let's get physical, physical, I wanna get physical, let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk, let me hear your body talk

Oh, let's get physical, physical, I wanna get physical, let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk, let me hear your body talk

Let's get animal, animal, I wanna get animal, let's get into animal
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk, let me hear your body talk

Let me hear your body talk
Let me hear your body talk

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Catherine


Catherine Composer(s): André di Fusco - Paul Mauriat - André Borgioli First performance by: Romuald - 1969



Catherine, Catherine, nous avions dix ans
Souvenez-vous, Catherine, au jardin d'enfants
Je vous offrais mes tartines et mes chocolats
Avec mon coeur, Catherine, amoureux déjà

Et quand la nuit, refermait leur jardin
Se brisait mon coeur d'enfant
Vous me laissiez seul avec mon chagrin
Vous rêviez au prince charmant

Si je riais Catherine, j'avais dans le coeur
Bien des rires, Catherine, tristes comme des pleurs
Où êtes-vous et le prince charmant
L'avez-vous découvert enfin?
Il y a toujours nos coeurs et nos prénoms
Gravés sur l'arbre du jardin

Catherine, Catherine, au jardin d'enfants
Catherine, Catherine, nous avions dix ans
Catherine, Catherine, je rêve souvent
Devant d'autres Catherine au jardin d'enfants
Catherine, Catherine et malgré le courant
Je vous attend Catherine comme avant
Au jardin d'enfant, Catherine

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Photos De Voyages


Photos De Voyages
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel



Comme l'enfant des îles
Avec rien sur la peau
Qui regarde tranquille
Croiser les paquebots
Tu descends tu t'approches
T'as l'argent dans les poches
Tu le prends en photo
Au retour du voyage
Dans les coins du salon
Tu revois son visage
Sur des bouts de carton
Dans des boîtes à chaussures
Au milieu des factures
Et des billets d'avions
Toi t'as l'argent, lui le soleil
Il a tout son temps toi t'as ton appareil
Tu ramènes des images
Des photos de voyages
Tu crois que t'es heureux pareil
T'as tes repas d'affaires
Et tes nuits de travail
Il est assis par terre
Les cheveux jusqu'à la taille
Il répare la nasse
Pour les poissons qui passent
La barrière de corail
Toi t'as l'argent, lui le soleil
Il a tout son temps toi t'as ton appareil
Tu ramènes des images
Des photos de voyages
Tu crois que t'es heureux pareil
C'était à peine croyable
Ces insectes partout
Ces chambres pleines de sable
Ces femmes à peine debout
Dans le fond de ta ville
T'as remis ton manteau
Quelquefois ça descend
Quinze en dessous de zéro
Sur le bord de sa case
Que la chaleur écrase
Il boit le lait de coco
Toi t'as l'argent, lui le soleil
Il a tout son temps toi t'as ton appareil
Tu ramènes des images
Des photos de voyages
Tu crois que t'es heureux pareil
L'enfant des îles
Avec rien sur la peau
Qui regarde tranquille
Croiser les paquebots
Comme l'enfant des îles
Avec rien sur la peau
Rien sur la peau
Rien sur la peau

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Sister Ray


Sister Ray
Composer(s): John Cale; Sterling Morrison; Maureen Tucker; Lou Reed
First release by: The Velvet Underground - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists



Duck and Sally inside
They're cooking for the down five
Who're staring at Miss Rayon
Who's busy licking up her big man
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
Ah, it's just like Sister Ray says

Rosy and Miss Rayon
They're busy waiting for her booster
Who just got back from Carolina
She said she didn't like the weather
They're busy waiting for her Sailor
Who said he's just as big as ever
He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainline
I couldn't hit it sideways
Ah, just like Sister Ray said

Cecil's got his new piece
He cocks and shoots between three and four
He aims it at the Sailor
Shoots him down dead on the floor
Oh, you shouldn't do that
Don't you know you'll stain the carpet
Don't you know you'll stain the carpet
And by the way man, have you got a dollar
Oh no man, I haven't got the time time
Too busy sucking on a ding dong
She's too busy sucking on my ding dong
Oh, she does it just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh, just like, just like Sister Ray says

Now, who's that knocking
Who's that knocking on my chamber door
Now could it be the police
They've come to take me for a ride ride
Oh, but I haven't got the time time
Too busy sucking on my ding dong
She's too busy sucking on my ding dong
Oh, now, just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching on my line
I couldn't hit it sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh now, just like, just like, just like.....
Sister Ray says

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Photographs And Memories


Photographs And Memories
Composer(s): Jim Croce
Performer(s): Jim Croce;
Priscilla Almeda; Crystal Bernard



Photographs and memories
Christmas cards you sent to me
All that I have are these
To remember you

Memories that come at night
Take me to another time
Back to a happier day
When I called you mine

But we sure had a good time
When we started way back when
Morning walks and bedroom talks
Oh how I loved you then

Summer skies and lullabies
Nights we couldn't say good-bye
And of all of the things that we knew
Not a dream survived

Photographs and memories
All the love you gave to me
Somehow it just can't be true
That's all I've left of you

But we sure had a good time
When we started way back when
Morning walks and bedroom talks
Oh how I loved you then

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Ein Hoch Der Liebe


Ein Hoch Der Liebe
First performance by: Wencke Myhre - 1968



Ein Hoch der Liebe, vive l'amour three cheers for love, viva l'amor' Die uns're Welt so jung erhält Es war beim ersten Mal, vielleicht hab' ich mich da noch geirrt Es war beim zweiten Mal, da hast Du mich schon sehr verwirrt Doch beim dritten Mal, da ahnte ich gleich, wohin das führt Und dann beim vierten Mal, hab' ich genau gespürt Das ist das erste Mal für mich, und nur Du bist schuld daran Das ist das erste Mal für mich, das ich sagen kann Das ist das erste Mal für mich, und nur Du bist schuld daran Das ist das erste Mal für mich, das ich sagen kann So ist es jedes Mal mit Dir, und nur Du bist schuld daran daß ich das nächste Mal mit Dir kaum noch erwarten kann Denn beim ersten Mal, da wußte ich schon wohin das führt daß es ein letztes Mal für uns nie geben wird Ein Hoch der Liebe, vive l'amour three cheers for love, viva l'amor' Die uns're Welt so jung erhält Seit sich die Erde dreht wie auch Dein Glücksstern steht wohin der Wind Dich weht Ein Hoch der Liebe, vive l'amour three cheers for love, viva l'amor' die immer blüht, wohin man sieht die un'sre Welt so jung erhält

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Photograph (Ringo Starr)


Photograph
Composer(s): Ringo Starr; George Harrison
Performer(s): Ringo Starr;
and various other artists



Every time I see your face
it reminds me of the places we used to go
But all I got is a photograph
and I realize you're not coming back anymore

I thought I’d make it the day you went away
but I can't make it till you come home again to stay

I can't get used to living here, while my heart is broke, my tears, I cried for you
I want you here to have and hold, as the years go by and we grow old and grey

Now you're expecting me to live without you
but that's not something that I’m looking forward to

I can't get used to living here, while my heart is broke, my tears, I cried for you
I want you here to have and hold, as the years go by and we grow old and grey

Every time I see your face it reminds me of the places we used to go
But all I got is a photograph and I realize you're not coming back anymore
Every time I see your face it reminds me of the places we used to go
But all I got is a photograph and I realize you're not coming back anymore
Every time I see your face it reminds me of the places we used to go
But all I got is a photograph and I realize you're not coming back anymore

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Sister Midnight


Sister Midnight
Composer(s): Carlos Alomar; Iggy Pop; James Williamson
First release by: Iggy Pop - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists



Calling Sister Midnight
You've got me reaching for the moon
Calling Sister Midnight
You've got me playing the fool
Calling Sister Midnight

Calling Sister Midnight
Can you hear me call
Can you hear me well
Can you hear me at all
Calling Sister Midnight
I'm an Idiot for you
Calling Sister Midnight
I'm a breakage inside
Calling Sister Midnight
Calling Sister Midnight
You know I had a dream last night
Mother was in my bed
And I made love to her
Father he gunned for me
Hunted me with his six gun
Calling Sister Midnight
What can I do about my dreams

Listen to me Sister Midnight
You put a beggar in my heart
Calling Sister Midnight
You've got me walking in rags
Hey where are you Sister Midnight
Can you hear me call
Can you hear me well
Can you hear me at all

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La, La, La (Massiel)


La, La, La
First performance by: Massiel - 1968



La la la la la la la la la la...

Yo canto a la mañana
Que ve mi juventud
Y al sol que día a día
Nos trae nueva inquietud

Todo en la vida es
Como una canción
Que cantan cuando naces
Y también en el adiós

La la la la la la la la la la...
La la la la la la la la...
La la la la la la la la la la...
La la la la la la la...

Le canto a mi madre
Que dio vida a mi ser
Le canto a la tierra
Que me ha visto crecer

Y canto al día en que
Sentí el amor
Andando por la vida
Aprendí esta canción

La la la la la la la la la la...
La la la la la la la la...
La la la la la la la la la la...
La la la la la la la la...

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Phone Booth


Phone Booth
Composer(s): Richard Cousins;
Robert Cray; Mike Vannice; Dennis Walker
Performer(s): Robert Cray;
and various other artists



I'm in a phone booth, baby
number scratched on the wall
I'm in a phone booth, baby
number scratched on the wall
I'm new in Chicago
got no one else to call

Been walking all day
old friends I can't find
hawks so cold
head about me some wine
Calling you, baby
took my very last dime

A little phone booth, baby
number scratched upon the wall
I'm in a phone booth, baby
number scratched on the wall
I'm new in Chicago
got no one else to call

Said call big a reader
anytime day or night
You know I'm broken up cold, baby
and I hope you'll treat me right
I'm in a phone booth, baby
and the cold wind loud outside

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Sister Josephine


Sister Josephine
Composer(s): Jake Thackray
Performer(s): Jake Thackray
and multiple other artists



Oh, Sister Josephine
What do all these policemen mean
By coming to the convent in a grim limousine
After Sister Josephine?

While you, Sister Josephine
You sit with your boots up on the altar screen
You smoke one last cigar
What a funny nun you are

The policemen say that Josephine's a burglar in disguise
Big bad Norman - fifteen years on the run
The sisters disbelieve it: No, that can't be Josephine
Just think about her tenderness towards the younger nuns

Oh, Sister Josephine
They're searching the chapel where you've been seen
The nooks and the crannies of the nun's canteen
After Sister Josephine

While you, Sister Josephine
You sip one farewell Benedictine
Before your au revoir
A right funny nun you are

Admittedly her hands are big and hairy
And embellished with a curious tattoo
Admittedly her voice is on the deep side
And she seems to shave more often than the other sisters do

Oh, Sister Josephine
Founder of the convent pontoon team
They're looking through your bundles of rare magazines
After Sister Josephine

While you, Sister Josephine
You give a goodbye sniff of benzedrine
To the convent budgerigar
A bloody funny nun you are

No longer will her snores ring through the chapel during prayers
Nor her lustful moanings fill the stilly night
No more empty bottles of altar wine come clunking from her cell
No longer will the cloister toilet seat stand upright

Oh, Sister Josephine
Slipping through their fingers like vaseline
Leaving them to clutch your empty crinoline
After Sister Josephine

While you, Sister Josephine
Sprinting through the suburbs when last seen
Dressed only in your wimple and your rosary
A right funny nun you seem to be

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Phoenix


Phoenix
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg



I have cried too...I have cried too long
I have cried too...I have cried too long
No more sorrow...got to carry on

Found deep water before I'd even learned to swim
Found deep water before I'd even learned to swim
Never thought I'd see the sun again
Once I was a...once I was a man alone
Once I was a...once I was a man alone
Now I've found a heart to call my home
Like a Phoenix I have risen from the flames
Like a Phoenix I have risen from the flames
No more living someone else's dreams

I have cried too...I have cried too long
I have cried too...I have cried too long
No more sorrow...got to carry on
You almost had me, old lady
You almost tied me down good
You played the lady in waiting
And I waited as long as I could
Too long the songs have been silent
Too long the strings have been still
I never knew what you wanted
And I guess that I never will
Like a Phoenix I have risen from the flames
Like a Phoenix I have risen from the flames
No more living someone else's dreams

I have cried too...I have cried too long
I have cried too...I have cried too long
No more sorrow...got to carry on

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Chance Of A Lifetime


Chance Of A Lifetime
First performance by: Pat McGeegan - 1968



One day, while I was out walking
I saw your face in the midst of a crowd
Here, I thought, is the chance of a lifetime
I thought you'd stepped from a cloud

Think of that wonderful meeting
oh... the sun shone down on us from above
Why should I be out walking that day
and get the chance of a lifetime of love?

Show me the way you are feeling
always tell me just what I should know
Oh... a guiding hand must have brought us together
but now that seems so long ago

You are the one I have dreamt of, oh...
I never thought my dreams would come true
All I want is the chance of a lifetime
the chance of a lifetime with you

Show me the way you are feeling
lways tell me just what I should know
Oh... a guiding hand must have brought us together
but now that seems so long ago

You are the one I have dreamt of
I never thought my dreams would come true
All I want is the chance of a lifetime
the chance of a lifetime with you

All I want is the chance of a lifetime
the chance of a lifetime with you

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Philo-Sophie


Philo-Sophie
Composer(s): Brice Homs; Michel Fugain
Performer(s): Michel Fugain



À Sophie M. de la part de
Platon, Spinoza, Hierkegaard et quelques autres

Vous, belle insolente,
Dont je sais peu de choses, à part le nom
La marche est lente
À suivre votre pas entre le oui et le non

Vous, belle indolente
Qui mettez tant de temps à vous montrer
Longue est la pente
Qu'il faut savoir monter pour vous approcher de près

Mais quoiqu'il en coûte
Quand on se réveille à vos côtés
Moins impie que l'on se voudrait
On sait, sans aucun doute
Que si votre corps est un délit
Tant de délices y sont permis

Vous, belle insoumise
Dont les beaux yeux d'amour mourir me font
Que je vous dise
Combien, loin de vos charmes, on reste à toucher le fond

Vous, belle ingénue
Même trop maquillée, mal vêtue
Vous restez la vérité nue
Celle que l'on courtise
Et qui oblige à la retenue
Jusqu'à tutoyer la Vertu

Vous, que rien ne grise
Même si parfois pour vos beaux yeux
On a tout dit, tout fait, je veux
Ce soir simplement dire
Que, même si c'est de la folie
À vie, vous serez ma philo-Sophie

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Sister Golden Hair


Sister Golden Hair
Composer(s): Gerry Beckley
First release by: America - 1975



Well I tried to make it Sunday
But I got so damned depressed
That I set my sights on Monday
And I got myself undressed
Uh I ain't ready for the altar
But I do agree there's times
When a woman sure can be a friend of mine

Well I keep on thinkin' 'bout you
Sister golden, hair's a prize
And I just can't live without you
Can't you see it in my eyes
Uh I been one poor correspondent
And I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind

Will you meet me in the middle
Will you meet me in the air
Will you love me just a little
Just enough to show you care
Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin'
I just can't make it

Well I keep on thinkin' 'bout you
Sister Golden-haired surprise
And I just can't live without you
Can't you see it in my eyes
Now I been one poor correspondent
And I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind

Will you meet me in the middle
Will you meet me in the air
Will you love me just a little
Just enough to show you care
Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin'
I just can't make it

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Philosopher


Philosopher
Composer(s): P. Papini; J. Schwartz
Performer(s): Yellowstone & Voice



All of the children in the park
Searching the sculpture to find where you are
All of the blind men in the dark follow you
Do you know where you go?
All of the travelers on the road
Put down the burdens to see where you go
All of the mortals with their loss
Follow you anywhere, follow you
Do you know where you go?
Philosopher
If he should turn his head around
He will see they’re all about
All of these people falling down
Philosopher
Can you survive the world you teach?
And can we live the world you preach?
All of your people out of reach
All of the people wanting more
Needing to follow a philosopher
All of the wealthy and the poor
Follow you anywhere, follow you
Do you know where you go?
Philosopher
If he should turn his head around
He will see they’re all about
All of these people falling down
Philosopher
Can you survive the world you teach?
And can we live the world you preach?
All of your people out of reach
Philosopher
If he should turn his head around
He will see they’re all about
All of these people falling down

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Stress


Stress
First performance by: Odd Børre - 1968



Må... må... må... må... må... må skynde meg å
Gå... gå... gå... gå... gå... gå slik at jeg kan
Nå... nå... nå... nå... nå siste bussen hjem

Ha... ha... ha... ha... ha... ha... ha det riktig
Bra... bra... bra... bra... bra... bra, ikke glem å
Ta... ta... ta... ta... ta sovemedisin

Små doser er bra, må slappe litt av
Skru på din radio, du har jo sov-i-ro

Ri... ri... ri... ri... ri... ri... ringes ved når
Vi... vi... vi... vi... vi... vi, får litt bedre
Tid... tid... tid... tid... tid, siste bussen går

Men en gang - kanskje neste år - skal vi få tid til alle ting
En gang - kanskje neste år - ta alt med ro, bare rusle omkring

Må... må... må... må... må... må, mange flere
Sa... sa... sa... sa... sa... sa... saker jeg sku'
Pra... pra... pra... pra... pra... pratet med deg om

Men... men... men... men... men... men alt de der må
Ven... ven... ven... ven... vente til vi ses i -
Gjen... gjen... gjen... gjen... gjen, siste bussen går

Prøv meditasjon... prøv te med sitron
Ta deg en liten drink... ja du må være flink

Må... må... må... må... må... må skynde meg å
Gå... gå... gå... gå... gå... gå slik at jeg kan
Nå... nå... nå... nå... nå siste bussen hjem

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Philadelphia Lawyer


Philadelphia Lawyer (aka Reno Blues)
Composer(s): Woody Guthrie
Performer(s): Woody Guthrie;
and various other artists



Way out in Reno Nevada
Where romance blooms and fades
A great Philadelphia lawyer
Was in love with a Hollywood maid

Come love and we will wander
Down where the lights are bright
I'll win you a divorce from your husband
And we can get married tonight

Now, Bill was a gun totin' cowboy
Ten notches were carved on his gun
And all the boys around Reno
Left Wild Bill's maiden alone

One night when he was returning
From riding the range in the cold
He dreamed of his Hollywood sweetheart
Her love was as lasting as gold

As he drew near her window
Two shadows he saw in the shade
Twas a great Philadelphia lawyer
Making love to Bill's Hollywood maid

The night was as still as the desert
The moon hanging high overhead
Bill listened awhile to the window
He could hear every word that was said

Your hands are so pretty and lovely
Your form so rare and divine
Come go with me to the city
And leave this wild cowboy behind

Tonight back in old Pennsylvania
Among those beautiful pines
There's one less Philadelphia lawyer
In old Philadelphia tonight

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Sisotowbell Lane


Sisotowbell Lane
Composer(s): Joni Mitchell
Performer(s): Joni Mitchell



Sisotowbell Lane
Noah is fixing the pump in the rain
He brings us no shame
We always knew that he always knew

Up over the hill
Jovial neighbors come down when they will
With stories to tell
Sometimes they do
Yes sometimes we do
We have a rocking chair
Each of us rocks his share
Eating muffin buns and berries
By the steamy kitchen window
Sometimes we do
Our tongues turn blue

Sisotowbell Lane
Anywhere else now would seem very strange
The seasons are changing
Everyday in everyway
Sometimes it is spring
Sometimes it is not anything
A poet can sing
Sometimes we try
Yes we always try
We have a rocking chair
Somedays we rock and stare
At the woodlands and the grasslands
and the badlands 'cross the river
Sometimes we do
We like the view

Sisotowbell Lane
Go to the city you'll come back again
To wade thru the grain
You always do
Yes we always do
Come back to the stars
Sweet well water and pickling jars

We'll lend you the car
We always do
Yes sometimes we do
We have a rocking chair
Someone is always there
Rocking rhythms while they're waiting
with the candle in the window
Sometimes we do
We wait for youSisotowbell Lane
Noah is fixing the pump in the rain
He brings us no shame
We always knew that he always knew

Up over the hill
Jovial neighbors come down when they will
With stories to tell
Sometimes they do
Yes sometimes we do
We have a rocking chair
Each of us rocks his share
Eating muffin buns and berries
By the steamy kitchen window
Sometimes we do
Our tongues turn blue

Sisotowbell Lane
Anywhere else now would seem very strange
The seasons are changing
Everyday in everyway
Sometimes it is spring
Sometimes it is not anything
A poet can sing
Sometimes we try
Yes we always try
We have a rocking chair
Somedays we rock and stare
At the woodlands and the grasslands
and the badlands 'cross the river
Sometimes we do
We like the view

Sisotowbell Lane
Go to the city you'll come back again
To wade thru the grain
You always do
Yes we always do
Come back to the stars
Sweet well water and pickling jars

We'll lend you the car
We always do
Yes sometimes we do
We have a rocking chair
Someone is always there
Rocking rhythms while they're waiting
with the candle in the window
Sometimes we do
We wait for you

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Philadelphia Freedom


Philadelphia Freedom
Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin
Performer(s): Elton John



I used to be a rolling stone
You know if the cause was right
I'd leave to find the answer on the road
I used to be a heart beating for someone
But the times have changed
The less I say the more my work gets done

`Cause I live and breathe this Philadelphia freedom
From the day that I was born I've waved the flag
Philadelphia freedom took me knee-high to a man
Yeah gave me peace of mind my daddy never had

Oh Philadelphia freedom shine on me, I love you
Shine a light through the eyes of the ones left behind
Shine a light shine a light
Shine a light won't you shine a light
Philadelphia freedom I love you, yes I do

If you choose to you can live your life alone
Some people choose the city
Some others choose the good old family home
I like living easy without family ties
Till the whippoorwill of freedom zapped me
Right between the eyes

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