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  1. Blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce,
    another runner in the night.

    Blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce,
    another runner in the night.

    Blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce,
    another runner in the night.

    Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
    In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
    With a boulder on my shoulder feelin’ kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round
    With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground

    The calliope crashed to the ground

    And she was Blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce,
    another runner in the night.

    Blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce,
    another runner in the night.

    Blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce,
    another runner in the night.

    Some silicone sister with her manager mister told me I got what it takes
    She said I’ll turn you on sonny to something strong play that song with the funky break
    And go-cart Mozart was checkin’ out the weather chart to see if it was safe outside
    And little Early-Burly came by in his curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride.

    Asked me if I need a ride

    �Cause she was Blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce,
    another runner in the night.

    Blinded by the light.
    She got down but she never got tired,
    she’s gonna make it to the night.
    She’s gonna make it through the night

    But mama, that�s where the fun is.

    But mama, that�s where the fun is.

    Mama always told me not to look in to the eyes of the sun,
    But mama, that�s where the fun is.

    Some brimstone baritone anticyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
    Says: “Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that’s where they expect it least”
    And some new-mown chaperone was standin’ in the corner, watchin’ the young girls dance. And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin’ with his frozen zone reminding him of romance.

    The calliope crashed to the ground

    But she was blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce
    Another runner in the night.

    blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce
    Another runner in the night.

    (Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
    In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat)

    blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce
    Another runner in the night.

    blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce
    Another runner in the night.

    (With a boulder on my shoulder feelin’ kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round
    With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground)

    blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce
    Another runner in the night.

    blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce
    Another runner in the night.

    (And now Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
    And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers daddy’s within earshot save the buckshot turn up the band.)

    blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce
    Another runner in the night.

    blinded by the light.
    Revved up like a deuce
    Another runner in the night.

    (Some silicone sister with her manager mister told me I got what it takes
    She said I’ll turn you on sonny to something strong)

    She got down but she never got tired,
    she’s gonna make it through the night.

  2. “Denton- Did I read it wrong? I thought it was your fish-laden backpack, not Mrs. D’s. Maybe I was so teary from laughing at the theology discussion my eyes blurred.”

    I own the fish. Mrs. D owns the cat.

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