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(ron wood, rod stewart) |
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Too bad we were thrown downstairs; |
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We never got a chance to sing. |
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We were quite polite with one invite |
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To keep us off the streeet. |
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We mingled for a minute or two |
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With the high class clientele. |
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Then somebody said "who invited them, |
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That crowd of refugees. get out!" |
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What an insult, to be shown the door |
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Before we could shake a leg. |
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I was most intrigued by the colored queen |
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Leaning on the kitchen door. |
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Then i was ushered with my friends |
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By the butler who was twelve feet tall. |
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Well let me please explain |
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'cause we're not to blame |
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We just don't have the right accent. no, no |
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All we wanted to do was to socialize |
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Oh, you know its a shame i was always getting the blame |
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All we wanted to do was to socialize |
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Oh, you know its a shame how we always get the blame |
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Sweaty girls and damp motels |
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Is where i'm gonna stay. |
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'cause now i see what it's all about, |
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I didn't at the old school tie. |
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Don't worry, we had no fun waiting |
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For the all night bus home. |
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Too bad my regional tongue |
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Gave us away again. |
