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largo
I was recently rid of a man again, So I caught me a cab to see Flanagan. I told the cabbie 'To the alley in back' I told myself coming would keep me intact Flanny shouts from the second floor As I crossed the lot to the kitchen door I see Guillermo and give him some lip And I cross to the bar, Ellen pours me a nip And I look to the stage it's the rock of rage, as Jon is on. And how could I listen without wanting to be with them, And how could I have thought that I was ever alone? I feel like singing and drinking and stuff And I don't wanna care if I stumble or cry Handle me like family and that'll be enough, To keep me from dying when I want to die. When over the rainbow's too far Go to Lar-go to Lar-go to Largo When over the rainbow's too far Go to Lar-go to Lar-go to Largo I'm hopping scotches with Loretta and Bob, But, but barely containing my rapturous song Jon's calling names here like Santas reindeer On Palmer on Leisz on Sarah on Sean. I love watching the Watkins when there rocking with Garza I want to be part of the band though And when Mr Tench is on the bench I want to be the piano. I feel like singing and drinking and stuff And I don't wanna care if I stumble or cry Handle me like family and that'll be enough, To keep me from dying when I want to die. When over the rainbow's too far Go to Lar-go to Lar-go to Largo When over the rainbow's too far Go to Lar-go to Lar-go to Largo