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SINGER: Joe Walsh
SONG:The Bomber
When i became of age my mama sat me down said "son, you're growin' up, it's time you look around" so i began to notice some things i hadn't seen before that's what brought me here knockin' on your back door oh, yeah A closet queen, the busstop's dream, she wants to shake my hand i don't want to be there, she decides she can it's apple dan, he's just the man to pick fruit off your branches i can't sleep, and we can't keep this cattle on my ranches oh, yeah It's too strong, something's wrong and i guess i lost the feelin' i don't mind the games you play, but i don't like your dealin' god looked bad, the luck's been had and there's nothin' left to smoke will i be back tomorrow for the punchline of the joke?
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