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CWe bet on our lives and weC bet oEn the horses
In that Fupstairs apartment
On OrClando and 4th
And the Grent was due and theAm rent man wasC knoGcking
Like a FChinese proverb
We were Cal-G wCaysG seCarGchGing F
CNightlife's a no-win butC nobodEy noticed
How we Fkilled off the bottles
Looking Cgood on the surface
The Gdog days barked and theAm house catC gotG old
We were FBonnie and Clyde
In the CempGeror's Gnew cClothesF C C
And the Amtears never came
They just GstayBed in our eyes
We reFfuseCd to admit that we wForeC thCis disguise C G B
Every Aminch of us growing
Like PinGmocchio's nose
As we Awalked Aaround in thDme eCm-pEerDm-or'Fs CnewG clothes C F C C
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We Cflew by our wits and by theC seEat of our pants
In the Fstate of illusion
In the Cnation of chance
And the Grepo was hauling theAm wreck we'd beeCn dGriving
As the Fdashboard Madonna
Smiled CbacGk at us kindlGy
We Ccheated the system neverC baEtting an eyelid
Seeing Fonly the good
Through the Choles in our shoes
And our Ghalos were rusty but weAm wore themC prGoudly
We were Ftwo little gods
In the CempGeror's Gnew cClothes F C C
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