Intro
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[Verse]
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1971, we all heard the starters gun
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New York was such a pity
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But at Max's Kansas City we won
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We all shot the shit at the bar
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With Johnny O' Toole and his scar
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And then old Clive Davis said
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He's surely gonna make us a star
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I'm going to make you a star
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Just the way you are
[Chorus]
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But with all his style
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I could see in his eyes
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That we is going on trial
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And it was no surprize
[Verse]
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The boys kept kicking ass
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As usual time would tell
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But some bitch in the choir
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Throw water on the fires of hell
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She loved to show and tell
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Lord, she loved to tell
[Chorus]
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But with all our style
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You could see in our eyes
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That we is still on trial
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And it was no surprize
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No surprize
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No surprize
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No surprize
[Bridge]
Gm
Midnight lady, situation fetal
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Vaccinate your ass with your phonograph needle
[Instrumental]
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[Bridge]
Gm
I say look here, friend of mine
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You scratch like you need calamine
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Flamingo boots, soles a creaking
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Still in love and Puerto Rican too
[Verse]
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Riding on wheels of hell
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Smoking our axle grease
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Oh, the backstage is rocking
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And we're copping from the local police
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That's right, the local police
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Or the justice of peace
[Bhorus]
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But with all our style
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You could see in our eyes
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That we is still on trial
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And it was no surprize
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No surprize
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No surprize
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No surprize
[Bridge]
Gm
Rock n' roll, junkie whore
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Got my foot inside the door
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Knock knock, knock knock, knock
Gm
Nobody's keeping score
[Instrumental]
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[Bridge]
Gm
Bad times go away
Gm
Come again some other day
Gm
Topaz and sazzafraz
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Will keep the blues away
[Instrumental]
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[Outro]
Gm
Candy store, rock n' roll
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Corporation jellyroll
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Play the singles, it ain't me
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It's programmed insanity
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You ASCAP, or BMI
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Could ever make a mountain fly
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If Japanese can boil teas
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Then where the fuck's my royalties...aar
[Ending]
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