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In this town - big and lonely
I've spread out like winds of north,
listening to little Dolly,
selling time for what it's worth.

In this town with streets all over,
they stand and wait for applause...
I'm becoming a leftover
of the boy you thought I was.

In this town spring comes unnoticed,
friends grow far and I stay small.
While listening to little Otis
bit by bit my dreams dissolve.

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