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Take it away.
Wanna hear you play
till the lights go down.
Take it away.
Don't you want to stay
till there's no one else around?
Take it away.
Wanna hear you play
till the lights go down.
Take it away.
Won't you want to stay
till there's no one else around?
Lonely driver
out on the road
with a hundred miles to go;
sole survivor
carryin' the load,
switches on his radio.
Take it away.
Wanna hear you play
till the lights go down.
Take it away.
Don't you want to stay
till there's no one else around?
Take it away.
Wanna hear you play
till the lights go down.
Take it away.
Won't you want to stay
till there's no one else around?
In the audience, watching the show
with a paper in his hand,
in his hand, in his hand,
some important impresario
has a message for the band, oh!
Take it away.
Wanna hear you play
till the lights go down.
Take it away.
Don't you want to stay
till there's no one else around?
You never know who
may be listening to you.
You never know who
may be listening to you.
You never know who
may be listening to you.
Take it away!
Take it away!
After hours, late in the bar,
by a darkened corner seat,
faded flowers wait in the jar
till the evening is complete,
complete, complete, complete, complete.
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