| It was raining hard in 'Frisco
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| I needed one more fare to make my night
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| A lady up ahead waved to flag me down
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| She got in at the light
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| Oh, where you going to, my lady blue
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| It’s a shame you ruined your gown in the rain
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| She just looked out the window, and said
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| «Sixteen Parkside Lane»
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| Something about her was familiar
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| I could swear I’d seen her face before
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| But she said, «I'm sure you’re mistaken»
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| And she didn’t say anything more
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| It took a while, but she looked in the mirror
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| And she glanced at the license for my name
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| A smile seemed to come to her slowly
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| It was a sad smile, just the same
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| And she said, «How are you Harry?»
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| I said, «How are you Sue?
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| Through the too many miles
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| And the too little smiles
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| I still remember you.»
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| It was somewhere in a fairy tale
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| I used to take her home in my car
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| We learned about love in the back of the Dodge
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| The lesson hadn’t gone too far
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| You see, she was gonna be an actress
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| And I was gonna learn to fly
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| She took off to find the footlights
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| And I took off to find the sky
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| Oh, I’ve got something inside me
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| To drive a princess blind
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| There’s a wild man, wizard
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| He’s hiding in me, illuminating my mind
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| Oh, I’ve got something inside me
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| Not what my life’s about
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| Cause I’ve been letting my outside tide me
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| Over 'till my time, runs out
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| Baby’s so high that she’s skying
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| Yes she’s flying, afraid to fall
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| I’ll tell you why baby’s crying
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| Cause she’s dying, aren’t we all
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| There was not much more for us to talk about
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| Whatever we had once was gone
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| So I turned my cab into the driveway
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| Past the gate and the fine trimmed lawns
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| And she said we must get together
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| But I knew it’d never be arranged
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| And she handed me twenty dollars
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| For a two fifty fare, she said
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| «Harry, keep the change.»
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| Well another man might have been angry
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| And another man might have been hurt
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| But another man never would have let her go…
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| I stashed the bill in my shirt
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| And she walked away in silence
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| It’s strange, how you never know
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| But we’d both gotten what we’d asked for
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| Such a long, long time ago
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| You see, she was gonna be an actress
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| And I was gonna learn to fly
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| She took off to find the footlights
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| And I took off for the sky
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| And here, she’s acting happy
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| Inside her handsome home
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| And me, I’m flying in my taxi
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| Taking tips, and getting stoned
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| I go flying so high, when I’m stoned |