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A friend named Charlie told me a story one dayas we were talking over a beer How he'd sit as kid at the stadiumfrom outside the fence he would cheer The price of a ticket was too much to bear Besides, you could see the game from out there And now you're back and you can't help but to pretend.. Back to where you started once again.. He'd done many a hard job and wore many a scarit was the only life he ever knew That one question never really hounded him How could so much belong, to so few You have got to make due with what you can get There ain't no use in carryin' a load of regret And now you're back and you can't help but to pretend.. Back to where you started once again.. Of the worst situation he would never complainfor what is there to say? In a world where judges reservations of youare fit to mold like clay His world his judges could never conceive All that they can see is all that they can believe And now you're back and you can't help but to pretend.. Back to where you started once again.. To be legit is for all you can hope to askagainst the hard blown winds of circumstance Where the same one who robs youis from who you can steal The whole situation becomes cruel and unjustto all involved parties that just do what they must And now you're back and you can't help but to pretend.. Back to where you started once again.. Now it seems Charlie has dropped out of lineon a side road he's now tired enough to pursue It's the road from rags to richesbut it ain't no park avenue You have got so many hard years upon your soul You can't stop now, you're on a roll And now you're back and you can't help but to pretend.. Back to where you started once again..sallysally@usa.net
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