Lyrics: Robert my head fits into my hands I roll it around and nothing comes out by chance, we fight by chance, struck a chord we'll stand tonight who broke who who screamed who there's no two things lovers can do by chance, we fight by chance, struck a chord we'll stand tonight who's your tall friend? he's built like a song the valley of Tin Pan * is where he belongs by chance, we fight by chance, struck a chord we'll stand tonight bye-bye-bye-bye-bye * belief that Tin Pan alley situated somewhere in China
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