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Hey, Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me, |
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I’m not sleepy and there ain’t no place I’m going to. |
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Hey, Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me, |
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In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come following you. |
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Take me for a trip upon your magic swirling ship. |
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All my senses have been stripped, and my hands can’t feel to grip, |
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And my toes too numb to step, wait only for my bootheels |
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I’m ready to go anywhere, I’m ready for to fade, |
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Into my own parade. Cast your dancing spell my way, |
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I promise to go under it. |
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Hey, Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me, |
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I’m not sleepy and there ain’t no place I’m going to. |
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Hey, Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for me, |
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In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come following you. |
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