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The moon hung like a shadow on a rung over ShangaiThem soldier boys were returning home screaming "Banzai"And the kids are still playing their gamesGettin hustled and rustled out in the rainAs I sat inside listening to the broadcastOh save my soul sweet rock'n'roll 'cause I'm sinkin' fastAnd then the band playedOut of nowhere, it was alrightWell now the legendary chaplain of the fightin' 51st was gettin' ready to goI said: Padre, do you know a cheap virgin who like to tango?He said: You can try Linda Lee,Around the corner and across the seaOh word is out word is out she's fastOh blow me down Linda 'cause I'm sinkin' fastYes and them cats are sure getting fatdown in the train yardAnd the sandman brings them dreamsto ship out in boxcarsThe union says hold, break out the dice, break out the goldIt's lunchtime at lastAnd old Big Mama said: "Georges Raft's tonight on the late show"She sits straddlin' a kitchen chair, really gung-hoShe shivers with chills, wet with her slot-card thrillsHypnotically lost in the glassAnd we all sigh with the sunriseAs we watch the credits passAnd the little blue dot went awayAnd then the morning cloak fell downlike a hoax over SleepytownThem garbage truck vigilantes out making their last roundsThe inheritor he sipped his beerAnd poked fun at the queerAnd threatened to kick his assAnd the bell rings, a horn blowsAnd he's outside pumpin' gasBut the things were movin' so slow tonightSo the kid goes back inside the stationAnd turns on his radio to his local AM stationAnd then the band playedRight on the radio, it was alrightAnd the boys in the band sungAnd the band played, everybody
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