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| Once upon a time you | dressed so fine |
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| Threw the bums a dime | in your prime, | - | didn't you. |
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| People call, say "Beware | doll, |
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| You're bound to | fall", you thought | - they were | all - | kidding you. |
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| You used | to | laugh about |
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| Everybody | that was | hanging | out |
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| Now you | don't | walk so proud |
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| Now you | don't | talk so loud |
| Dm | / | F | G | / | / | |
| About having to be scrounging | your next | meal |
| / | C | F | G | / | C | F | G | |
| How does it | feel, | How does it | feel |
| / | C | F | G | / | C | F | G | |
| To be | on your | own, | with no | direction | home |
| / | C | F | G | / | C | F | G | / | / | / | |
| A | complete un | known | Like a | rolling | stone. |
| C | Dm | Em | |
| You've gone to the finest | schools, alright, Miss | Lonely |
| F | G | / | / | / | |
| But you know you only | used to get | juiced in it. |
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| Nobody thought you'll | have to live out on the | street |
| F | G | / | / | / | |
| But now you're | gonna have to get | used to it. |
| F | / | G | / | |
| You said you'd | never | compromise |
| F | / | G | / | |
| With the Mystery | Tramp but now you | realize |
| F | Em | Dm | C | |
| That | He's not | selling any | ali | bis, |
| F | Em | Dm | C | |
| as you | stare into the | vacuum | of his | eyes |
| Dm | / | F | G | / | / | |
| And he | says, "Do you want to | make a | deal?" |
| Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people |
| They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they've got it made |
| Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts |
| But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe |
| You used to be so amused |
| At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used |
| Go to him now he calls you you can't refuse |
| When you got nothin' you got nothin' to lose |
| You're invisible now you've got no secrets to conceal |
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| You never turned around to see the frowns on the juggles - |
| - and the downs. |
| When they all come down and did tricks for you |
| You never understood that it ain't no good |
| You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you |
| You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat |
| Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat |
| Ain't it hard when you discover that |
| He really wasn't where it's at |
| After he took from you everything he could steel |