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By David Byrne, Three-hundred-fifty cities in the world
Just thirty teeth inside of our
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By David Byrne, Seems like ev’rywhere I go
Seems like ev’rything I do
Seems like
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By David Byrne, Now
I'm wakin' at the crack of dawn
to send a little
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By David Byrne, I know sometimes I can be wrong
I know sometimes I
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By David Byrne, Now and then I get horny
At night you do
At night
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By David Byrne, It’s a beautiful world and a beautiful dream
And you know
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By David Byrne, Momma she had complications
There's nothing very strange about that
Nuns said
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By David Byrne, Yeah, we are the noise
The noise between stations
Yeah it's a
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By David Byrne, Back from the war
Covered in red, white and blue
So here
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By David Byrne, I can see an office cowboy
How he turns and smiles,
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By David Byrne, She might dance all night
In a topless bar
Fool around, go
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By David Byrne, I wake up every morning
I hear your feet on the
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By David Byrne, I got a right to be outa my mind
I got
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By David Byrne, I am nothing like my sister
I am nothing like my
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By David Byrne, At the moment of conception, I could see someone approaching
Will
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By David Byrne, Amplifiers & old guitars
Country music sung in bars
& when she
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By David Byrne, Raise up - shake them lazy bones
Read the T-shirt but
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By David Byrne, Sunrise, I'm still dancing Girlfriend, she's my champion
Swing low, pull
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By David Byrne, You're lookin at me but you don't know me
I'm invisible
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By David Byrne, Not everyone noticesAs things drift slowly in and out of
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By David Byrne, I ain't gonna work here no moreI ain't gonna work
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By David Byrne, The words of love are not enoughThough sweet as wine,
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By David Byrne, The sun shines on the livingThe sun shines on the
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By David Byrne, There is nothing that is stronger than the feeling that
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By David Byrne, Think you've had enough-Stop talking, help us get readyThink you've
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By David Byrne, Gone awaySomeone else son's goneWhat a dayFor dreamingHard hurt heartThe
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By David Byrne, The sun sinks low in the western landsGo down, daddy
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By David Byrne, Well, there are sixteen people in Danny's apartmentSixteen people are
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By David Byrne, Oh, give me land, lots of land, under starry skies
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By David Byrne, Little girls go float upstreamSome a' them never comin' backWe