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Cannonball Statman
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Christmas Eve
Found you in the chimney! You made my night; baby, you're a dream. You're growing on me.
I said, 'it's good to see you in town again; I know this New York girl, she'd be perfect for you. She's a maniac; she'll play you like an angel plays a new harp. But you're not in town for long.'
3 shots fired in Atlanta as you danced, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com and you fell to the ground like a broken kangaroo; we were all just getting to know you.
But when the sounds from the stage rage and race and haunt all soldiers, and the wild heroin prophets and Lithium dreamers command this bizarre machine like a wolf motel, the animals of the town come to drive the dancers around; and tonight, you died in the back seat.
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