| Roll on up for the price is down
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| Come on in for the best in town
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| Take your pick of the finest wine
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| Lay your bets on this bird of mine
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| Roll on up for the price is down
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| Come on in for the best in town
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| Take your pick of the finest wine
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| Lay your bets on this bird of mine
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| Name your price, I’ve got everything
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| Come on buy, it’s going fast
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| Borrow cash on the finest terms
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| Hurry now, it’s going fast
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| Roll on up for the price is down
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| Come on in for the best in town
 | 
| Take your pick of the finest wine
 | 
| Lay your bets on this bird of mine
 | 
| Roll on up for the price is down
 | 
| Come on in for the best in town
 | 
| Take your pick of the finest wine
 | 
| Lay your bets on this bird of mine
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| Name your price, I got everything
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| Come on buy, it’s going fast
 | 
| Borrow cash on the finest terms
 | 
| Hurry now, it’s going fast
 | 
| Roll on up, for the price is down
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| Come on in for the best in town
 | 
| Take your pick of the finest wine
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| Lay your bets on this bird of mine
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| Roll on up, for the price is down
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| Come on in for the best in town
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| My temple should be a house of prayer
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| But you have made it a den of thieves
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| Get up, get out
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| My time is almost through
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| Little left to do
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| After all, I’ve tried for three years
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| Seems like thirty, seems like thirty
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| See my eyes, I can hardly see
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| See me stand, I can hardly walk
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| I believe you can make me whole
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| See my tongue, I can hardly talk
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| See my skin, I’m a mass of blood
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| See my legs, I can hardly stand
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| I believe you can make me well
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| See my purse, I’m a poor, poor man
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| Will you touch, will you mend me Christ?
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| Won’t you touch, will you heal me Christ?
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| Will you kiss, you can cure me Christ
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| Won’t you kiss, won’t you pay me Christ?
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| See my eyes, I can hardly see
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| See me stand, I can hardly walk
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| I believe you can make me whole
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| See my tongue, I can hardly talk
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| See my skin, I’m a mass of blood
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| See my legs, I can hardly stand
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| I believe you can make me well
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| See my purse, I’m a poor, poor man
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| Will you touch, will you mend me Christ?
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| Won’t you touch, will you heal me Christ?
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| Will you kiss, can you cure me Christ?
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| Won’t you kiss, won’t you pay me Christ?
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| See my eyes, I can hardly see
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| See me stand, I can hardly walk
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| I believe you can make me whole
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| See my tongue, I can hardly talk
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| See my skin, I’m a mass of blood
 | 
| See my legs, I can hardly stand
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| I believe you can make me well
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| See my purse, I’m a poor, poor man
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| Will you touch, will you mend me Christ?
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| Won’t you touch, will you heal me Christ?
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| Will you kiss, can you cure me Christ?
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| Won’t you kiss, won’t you pay me Christ?
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| Ooo, there’s too many of you
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| Don’t push me
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| Oh, there’s too little of me
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| Don’t, don’t crowd me, in the crowd me
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| Oh, heal yourselves |