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Your Heart Is Like The Ocean, Mysterious And Dark.

With Great Lawyers You Have Discussed Lepers And Crooks, You've Been Through All Of F. Scott Fitzgerald's Books.

Since My Feet Are Now Fast And Point Away From The Past, I'll Bid Farewell And Be Down The Line.

Loneliness, Tenderness, High Society, Notoriety, You Fight For The Throne And You Travel Alone.

Money Doesn't Talk, It Swears.