16 lyrics for "Standing in line to"

Step right up, he's the real thing The last chance of a lifetime Come see a living, breathing spectacle Only seen right here It's your last chance in this lifetime The line forms to the rear You won't believe your eyes Your eyes will not believe you're
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And we're living here in Allentown Well we're living here in Allentown And they're closing all the factories down Out in Bethlehem they're killing time Filling out forms Standing in line Well our fathers fought the Second World War Spent their weekends
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We'll be coming back for you one day Standing in the light till it's over, out of our minds Someone had to draw a line I don't even care if I know you, out of our minds Sad to leave it all behind Are we ever gonna feel the same? And we all do it all
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There ain't no brakeman on this train We had our chance, it slipped away Don't call my name Watch what you're doing now Staring down the double line We're flowing off behind I never see your face no more I left you standing on the shore We made mistakes
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Maybe if hell froze over We could be in love again Oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh That you were standing here with me I won't do anything for you But I want do that again We might never get closer Heaven knows it have to end There's a part of
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Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherfucker 'til the day I die oh Yeah, bad (bad) mother (fucker) 'til the (day) I (die) When the line froze, what did I see? A bad motherfucker standing next to me With his eyes closed, told he can't see
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We're going head to head Can you handle it? I'm taking you down I'm the last man standing I'm bleeding till the last man's standing So get in where you fit in time to put in on the line Taking you down We live, we die
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And we're living here in Allentown Well we're living here in Allentown And they're closing all the factories down Out in Bethlehem they're killing time Filling out forms Standing in line Well our fathers fought the Second World War Spent their weekends
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I'm her getaway driver Her getaway driver So I keep the engine running She'll be my gasoline She treats my heart like a stolen car All the while she had the keys Standing in the line of fire When she's feeling reckless Tangled in her messes
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