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Stand here ev'ry night, I'm wearin' my number, but she said wear it, touching up another fool. In a jukebox job downin' blues in her leopard-skin anklehigh boots while I'm jackin' off readin' P ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
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THREE TIME LOSER
Rod Stewart
Complexity: | 50 | Readability: | 70.27 | Sentiment: | -4 | Word Count: | 222 | Unique Words: | 106 |