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Noontime the lunch stand tiltsIt's you baby walking in with your stiltsYou don't have to eat here no moreCos the sauerkraut's been on the dog-bowl floorThey made an old film of thisIt shows in Hindu out on Air PacifShoulda seen it coming 'bout a mile awayEspecially when you don't hear no harmonica playWhat you can see is something you sawWhen you were a little girlSome picture passed by the Hays CommissionAbout a prairie and a Kansas whirlIt's true I didn't have a part in itI was working out at DisneyworldDressing like a duck, not giving a fuckBaby you can dream it's a pearlPeople gonna wanna Xerox you babyIt's a good thing you ain't a ChickasawOr your soul would take the overnight trainTo Pittsburgh calling BaltimorePeople gonna wanna Xerox you babyWhat will it do to your mind?Hang gliding off the Grand CanyonIn a Coney Island for the blindLetras de cancionesWith me, it'd be Charlie Parker, ChevysAnd late night barroom brawlsWith real or imaginary friends and enemiesWho strike their heads when they fallOn the chassis of a classic Bull Nose specialThat adorned our living room wallNobody'd be disappointed, if you're the one they wantedBlazing out across the waterfallPeople gonna wanna Xerox you babyThey got a quota to fillGot some cat named JulieanAnd a Jap in a pad on the top of the ???People gonna wanna Xerox you babyIt's a good thing you ain't a ChickasawOr your soul would take the overnight trainTo Pittsburgh calling BaltimoreSuppose I should drag my stuff on outBut I don't like the memoriesFound a pint of brandy on top of the fridgeAnd it's working like an antifreezeSo California is running short of water, ohThe magazine turns in the breezeIt's the bargain of a lifetime dreaming of goldBaby look in the treesIt's your Chinese year of the animalAnd it must be one that preensThose firecrackers going down the hillSignify the end of our dreamsIt's gonna be so beautifulIn those Leopardskin LimousinesWhen they spread you out in whiteAll over Harpers and Queens. From Letras Mania