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    There are a lot of lonely people
    Who're sleeping in the city tonight, tonight.
    And even lining up outside the club
    And looking for a love that is right, is right.
    And if you wanna meet a girl then you should
    Go into a grocery store, your store.
    And just find somebody's mommy who can squeeze you
    In between all the chores, she's bored.

    Say, no, no, no, no
    No one's ever gonna find us,
    So you might as well come play, woah.
    No, no, no, no,
    No one's ever gonna find us,
    So you might as well come play.

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    Now every time I see a dime I ask myself
    If she is really the one, the one.
    Or is she just another shortie with a
    Fatty cake inside of that bun, that bun.
    But you're a different type, oh yeah girl you
    Can understand the meaning of life, of life.
    And I would give you all my lovin'
    If you wernt already somebody's wife, his wife.

    Say, no, no, no, no
    No one's ever gonna find us
    So you might as well come play, woah.
    No, no, no, no,
    No one's ever gonna find us
    So you might as well come play.

    Oh no, no you're not to old,
    You got me sold, you got me sold.
    Well, oh no, no you're not to old.
    You got me sold, you got me sold.
    Oh no, no you're not to old,
    You got me sold, you got me sold.
    Yeah, yeah, you're the one
    But I know I could be your son.
    No, no, no, no,
    No one's ever gonna find us
    So you might as well come play.
    No, no, no, no,
    No one's ever gonna find us
    So you might as well come play.

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    Composition: Chester French

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