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walk down Alameda Shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone Like some precious only son Face down, bow to the champion You walk down Alameda

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You walk down alameda shuffling your deck Of trick cards over everyone Like some precious only son Face down, bow to the champion You walk down alameda