Making your way in the world today takes everything you’ve got; |
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Taking a break from all your worries sure would help a lot. |
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Wouldn’t you like to get away? |
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All those night when you’ve got no lights, the check is in the mail; |
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And your little angel hung the cat up by it’s tail; |
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And your third fiance didn’t show; |
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Where everybody knows your name, |
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And they’re always glad you came; |
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You want to be where people know |
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troubles are all the same; |
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You want to be where everybody knows your name. |
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Roll out of bed, Mr. Coffee’s dead; the morning’s looking bright; |
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And your shrink ran off to Europe, and didn’t even write; |
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And your husband wants to be a girl; |
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Be glad there’s one place in the world |
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Where everybody knows your name, |
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And they’re always glad you came; |
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You want to go where people know, |
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You want to go where everybody knows your name. |
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Where everybody knows your name, |
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And they’re always glad you came; |
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Where everybody knows your name, |
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And they’re always glad you came; |
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