| You’re all made of tattered heel
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| And you’re the only constant on the line
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| We could go together some
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| And we could get each other through the night
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| We are one and we are two
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| And we are simply wicked to a tee
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| Never a better thing was said
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| Than I for you and you were made for me
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| Well, I heard that your plans were all fouled up
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| And I heard that you hit the wall
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| Hit your smarting arms and skinned your knees
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| Will you drop your sling and stone?
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| And you can’t make it on your own
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| You see, it’s I for you and you were made for me
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| When you were young your parents said
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| You act like that, you do it on your own time
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| So you grew up on crooked bends
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| So barely there you couldn’t walk a straight line
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| So barely there you couldn’t walk a straight line
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| Well, here we are and where we came and
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| It’s a pretty sticky wicket, isn’t it, dear?
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| A few mis-steps along the way
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| But I’m really pretty happy to be here
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| So this is a toast to the old town drunk
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| To the bums on the Broadway Bridge
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| Raise a glass to the ones of the Circle K
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| Will you drop your sling and stone?
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| You can’t make it on your own
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| You see, it’s I for you and you were made for me
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| You see, it’s I for you and you were made for me
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| Oh, I heard that your plans were all fouled up
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| And I heard that you hit the wall
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| Hit your smarting arms and skinned your knees
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| Will you drop your sling and sword?
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| You can’t make it on your own
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| You see, it’s I for you and you were made for me
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| You see, it’s I for you and you were made for me
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| And you were made for me
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| It’s I for you and you were made for me |