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How do I thank him, what do I say |
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for the dreams he made me live for |
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and the ones I put away? |
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A thousand and one lights |
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for the thousand and one nights |
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when the man came out singing |
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about losing -- about winning. |
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Who was this tough guy, |
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this only happens once guy |
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who sang Puccini and Basie, |
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hung out with Bogie and Tracy? |
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He wrote his own book |
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and lived every page |
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and hung out his tears to dry |
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whenever he walked out on stage. |
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How do I say it |
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'cause I can't say it all? |
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But it's not just for me |
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but for every guy and doll, |
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those thousand and one lights, |
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they were something to see |
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all flashing and dancing 'round Caesars' marquee. |
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The lights were spashed with colors |
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but the words read bright and clear, |
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and the marquee simply said, |
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"HE'S HERE." |
