| Are you ready for the new sensation?
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| Well, here’s the shot heard 'round the world.
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| All you backroom boys salute when her flag unfurls.
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| Well, guess who’s back in circulation?
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| Now, I don’t know what you may have heard
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| but what I need right now’s the original goodtime girl.
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| She’s a vision from coast to coast,
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| sea to shining sea.
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| Hey, sister, you’re the perfect host.
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| Show me your bright lights and your city lights, all right.
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| I’m talkin' 'bout the Yankee Rose.
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| Bright lights in your city lights, all right.
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| I’m talkin' 'bout it.
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| When she walks, watch, the sparks will fly,
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| firecrackin' on the fourth of July.
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| No sad songs tonight, something’s in the air.
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| She’s a real state of independents.
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| So pretty when her rockets glare,
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| still provin' any night that her flag is still there.
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| She’s a vision from coast to coast,
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| sea to shining sea.
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| Hey, sister, you’re the perfect host.
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| Show me your bright lights and your city lights, all right.
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| I’m talkin' 'bout the Yankee Rose.
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| Bright lights in your city lights, all right.
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| I’m in love with the Yankee Rose.
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| Ah, she’s beautiful, alright,
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| mm, nothin' like her in the whole world.
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| Yeah, she’s right on time, I’m on the case.
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| Pick up the phone, no time to waste.
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| She got the beat and here’s a little bit comin' your way.
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| Bright lights, city lights… |