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A sugar pop dropped down the delivery slot'Cause he loaded it up when I was there to buy some stringsCertain times like theseMean everything to meTommy looked up at his novelty clockHe stopped and locked up the shop to play a pieceHe turned and talked to me'Till I would have to leaveHe said "young boy you gotta let it flyThere's a song in your lung and a dream in your eyeDon't you beg for prayer when there's so much moreYou can dream the whole damn storeThere be many a night when you can't find foodFrom the long road home to the hotel roomBut don't forget that I always believed in you"Good on you boyGood on meGood on youA cigarette shock to the marigold potAs they wished me good luckI shut the door and crossed the streetLetras de cancionesEvery couple weeksI would check in just to seeTo dish up in the shockWith the telephone upPut my cigarette, coughAnd said "oh man it's good to hear from you"And not believe That Tommy had to leaveHey there boy go ahead and flySay hello to your mom in the midnight skyI won't forget that you always believed in me'Cause many a night when I can't find foodTake a look at me now man I'm playing my tunesI won't forget you'Cause you were good to meGood on you, boyHell, good on meBut good on you
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