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minnesota fats living where it's at like so few i was a child, face with a smile that was so new i knew his name, he taught me the game with no rules cutting the air, feelings that are there and waiting for you when you're in to the sunshine you're disguised with a false line he knows the moves that you'll make he reads the lines that you'll fake it's in your eyes and when you're ready for reaching check the steps that you're leaving i feel sick when i'm late i see the fats in a take and i know i'm just alan "normally" a stick and a stake a table to debate with some fool every place we play, knowing our names was meaning it we lived in the stars cabins and bars wherever the money was at me and the fats living in the act like so few when you're in to the sunshine you're disguised with a false line he knows the moves that you'll make he reads the lines that you'll fake it's in your eyes my thoughts are confusing i feel the wheels that are moving i'm not quite when it's fair i see the fats in a stare and i know i'm just alan "normally" |
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David Humphrey:
guitar, vocals & overdubs Play: mp3 version
(Jackie Gleason & Paul Newman "The Hustler")
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