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(
Bruce Springsteen)I got a dollar in my pocketthere ain't a cloud up above
I got a picture in my locketthat says, baby I love youwell if you didn't look then boysthe fellas don't go lookin' nowwell here she comes a-walkin'all that heaven will allowsay hey there mister bouncernow all I wanna do is dancebut I swear I left my walletback home in my working pantsc'mon Slim, slip me in man
I'll make it up to you somehow
I can't be late, I got a datewith all that heaven will allowrain and storm and dark skieswell now they don't mean a thingif you got a girl that loves youand who wants to wear your ringso c'mon mister troublewe'll make it through you somehowwe'll fill this house with all the loveall that heaven will allowrain and storm and dark skieswell now they don't mean a thingif you got a girl that loves youand who wants to wear your ringso c'mon mister troublewe'll make it through you somehowwe'll fill this house with all the loveall that heaven will allownow some may die young manyoung and gloriouslyget it straight now misterhey buddy, that ain't me'cause I got something on my mind, yeahthat sets me straight and walkin' proudand I want all the timeall that heaven will allowand I want all the timeall that heaven will allow
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