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"
Blackie" in the closet. "
Whitie" in the crowd.
Bugeyed, cause your later in the mirror,
and you know you
`re gonna ?? from your doglife.
Fixing up the motor
So you can smash
`em in, in their beds.
So you have all your never-ending glories,
But we know you gotta stick along with the hard types.
But who
`s gonna know you when it
`s over ?
And who
`s gonna know you when it
`s over, it
`s over.
Who
`s gonna show you,
If you just know that they don
`t want you
When it
`s over, when the dogfight is over.
Givin
` you the shotlight,
But we know you are one of a blind.
Spooky, how you always stick to brown-ones,
But they know you have it on your own
When it
`s over, it
`s over.
But who
`s gonna know you when it
`s over ?
And who
`s gonna know you when it
`s over, it
`s over.
And who
`s gonna show you,
That you should know that they don
`t want you,
When it
`s over, when the dogfight is over.
But who
`s gonna know you when it
`s over?
Who
`s gonna know you when it
`s over?
And who
`s gonna show you
That you should know that they don
`t want you
When it
`s over, when the dogfight is over.
But who
`s gonna know you when it
`s over?
Who
`s gonna know you when it
`s over, it
`s over.
And who
`s gonna show you
That you should know that they don
`t want you
When it
`s over, when the dogfight is over.
I never tell you what you want
I never tell you what you want
I gotta tell you what you wanna love
I never wanted, what your lover want is gold.
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