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Sometimes late when things are real
And people share the gift of gab between themselves
Some are quick to take the bait
And catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves

But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad.

So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles

Oh, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles

No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please believe in me
Sometimes late when things are real    And people share the gift of gab between themselves    Some are quick to take the bait    And catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves       But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man    That he didn't, didn't already have    And Cause never was the reason for the evening    Or the tropic of Sir Galahad.       So please believe in me    When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round    Smoke glass stain bright color    Image going down, down, down, down    Soapsuds green like bubbles       Oh, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man    That he didn't, didn't already have    And Cause never was the reason for the evening    Or the tropic of Sir Galahad       So please believe in me    When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round    Smoke glass stain bright color    Image going down, down, down, down    Soapsuds green like bubbles       No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man    That he didn't, didn't already have    And Cause never was the reason for the evening    Or the tropic of Sir Galahad       So please believe in me