| You know man, when I was a young man in high-school
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| He believed in it now, I wanna play football for the coach
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| And all those older guys who said he was mean and cruel, but you know
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| I wanna play football for the coach
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| He said I was too little, wait until I played line back
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| And so I said I’m playing right in
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| I wanna play football for the coach
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| Cause you know, someday, man, you gotta stand up straight
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| Unless you’re gonna fall, and you’re gonna die
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| When the straight is new, I have a news, standing right for me all the time
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| So I had to play football for the coach
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| And I wanna play football for the coach
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| When you’re all alone and lonely in your midnight hours
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| And you find that your soul has been up for sale
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| And you begin to think about all the things that you’ve done
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| And you begin to hate just about everything
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| But remember the prince who lived on the hill
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| Who loved you even though she knew you were as wrong
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| And right now she just might come shining through in the
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| Glory of love, the glory of love
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| And all your two bit friends have gone and ripped you off
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| Been talking behind your back saying man
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| You ain’t never gonna be no human being
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| Bout all those things that you’ve done
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| And who it was, and what it does
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| And all the different things that made every scene
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| But remember the city is a funny place
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| Something like a circus of a soul
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| Just remember different people have peculiar taste
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| In the glory of love, glory of love, the glory of love
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| Might see you through
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| Glory of love, the glory of love
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| Glory of love, the glory of love
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| Just might come through
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| Glory of love, the glory of love
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| My Coney Island Baby, I’m a Coney Island Baby |