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room on the strip (D)he’s hold ing for ten years in (G)Ve gas.

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Says, “I’m a (G)sim ple girl my self; days grew up on Long (G)Is land.”

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(C)back to her roots.

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a (C)new kind of suit.

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dead, on the but (D)he’s got a out ten in the (G)vil lage.

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but with ’cause (G)some of that stuff don’t days sound much f’rent than (G)Dyl an.

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a (C)new kind of suit.

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a (C)new kind of talk.

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a (D)gon na make his move.

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