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Slavens)back home it's the samethings are very slow to changeby the time the news comes in from L.A.the latest fad is already passe (hey, hey)the clothes and the music and the latest phrasetomorrow has the reek of yesterdayeverybody wants to keep upwith the east coast Jonesand the west coast way to playback here it's the sameeverything is up to datethey saybuild it up, buy it up, eat it up fastit's made for looksbut it ain't made to lastbuy a nice housebuy a nice carjunior executivesborn to be a starif you want to be in fashionyou'll have to paythe east coast Jonesand the west coast way to playout there it's the sameexcept there ain't nobody knows your name'the grass is always greener on the other side'and 'you can run but you can never hide'well you seeall the same rules will still applyyou'll still get lowyou know you'll still get higheverybody runs to keep upwith the east coast Jonesand the west coast way to play
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