I met this guy And he looked like might have been A hat check clerk at an ice rink Which, in fact, he turned out to be And I said Oh boy Right again Let X X You know, it could be you Its a skyblue sky The satellites are out tonight Let X X You know, I could write a book And this book would be thick enough to stun an ox cause I can see the future, and its a place About seventy miles east of here, where its lighter Linger on over here Got the time? Let X X I got this postcard And it read, it said Dear Amigo, dear Partner Listen, uh, I just want to say thanks So Thanks Thanks for all the presents Thanks for introducing me to the Chief Thanks for putting on the feedbag Thanks for going all out Thanks for showing me your Swiss Army knife Oh and uh Thanks for letting me autograph your cast Hug and kisses XXXX0000 Oh yeah, P.S I, I feel, feel like, I am in a burning building, and I gotta go Cause I, I feel, feel like, I am, in a burning building And I gotta go
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