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Fletch

cool, you haven't got a prayer Have you heard the news making all the headlines Zooming via satellite? Have you heard the news coming through the grapevine Fletch

You're the life of the party you know just what you should say you know the words that make the boys come out and play you've got looks and style plenty

Get away get away get away is this more than you can take turn around see your own reflection what do you see? what do you see? run away run away is

The white walls in this room are making it harder to breath i'm just waiting for the results so come on doctor what can you tell me? do you have good

Flashing red lights Show me what you?re worth now Getting caught cold You?re hands are shaking Look who?s crying now? Take you away to a place that?

Shut your mouth 'cause you've got no place here you're overrated and jaded prove that you've got nothing to lose you've got nothing to lose cut

Hey professor I've got questions to ask I've got no time to be sitting and waiting for an answer that's relating to the problem at hand that i have laid

Get away get away get away is this more than you can take turn around see your own reflection what do you see? what do you see? run away run away

Every Friday evening about sundown Old Black Jack Fletcher and Mississippi Sam Come ridin' their mules and leading their hounds Down to my place They