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Verse:
You know him well
he's got a story to tell
he's mysterious like 'the blaze'

He would sit in his shop
he'd stare at the clock
no 'custies' yet today

All that we know, is he lived all alone
I guess girls don't like wigs

He ate power bars and watched movie stars
did you eat at Port of Subs today?

Chorus:
Steve Bradley, you'll always be king
Steve Bradley, we know you wear a wig
Steve Bradley, you always put on a show
Steve Bradley, please tell us where did you go?

Verse:
Store was always hot
he worked out a lot
store special was always disc

When Christmas time came
the mall wasn't his game
"I do all my shopping right over there"

When you're at home
and you sit all alone
what kind of movies do you watch?

Do you prefer to watch 'Rambo'
but somehow watch 'Rambone'
now you know that's kinda what I thought

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Remember when those guys came in
he thought they were theives told them no shopping

Remember 'the Steves' the laserdisc sleeves
expensive posters, little magazines

Remember his chair, his greasy hair
the notes that he wrote, the deli's right over there

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Verse:  You know him well  he's got a story to tell  he's mysterious like 'the blaze'    He would sit in his shop  he'd stare at the clock  no 'custies' yet today    All that we know, is he lived all alone  I guess girls don't like wigs    He ate power bars and watched movie stars  did you eat at Port of Subs today?    Chorus:  Steve Bradley, you'll always be king  Steve Bradley, we know you wear a wig  Steve Bradley, you always put on a show  Steve Bradley, please tell us where did you go?    Verse:  Store was always hot  he worked out a lot  store special was always disc    When Christmas time came  the mall wasn't his game  "I do all my shopping right over there"    When you're at home  and you sit all alone  what kind of movies do you watch?    Do you prefer to watch 'Rambo'  but somehow watch 'Rambone'  now you know that's kinda what I thought    Chorus    Bridge:  Remember when those guys came in  he thought they were theives told them no shopping    Remember 'the Steves' the laserdisc sleeves  expensive posters, little magazines    Remember his chair, his greasy hair  the notes that he wrote, the deli's right over there    Chorus