AWA

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I remember the way Our sainted mother Would sit and croon us Her lullaby She'd say, kids, there's a place That's like no other You got to get there before you die You don't get there By playing from the rule book You stack the ages You load the dice Mother dear Oh, we know you're down there listening How can we follow Your sweet Advice To Easy street Easy street Where you sleep till noon Yeah, yeah, yeah She'd repeat Easy street Better get there soon. Easy street Easy street Where the rich folks play Yeah, yeah, yeah Move them feet Move them ever-lovin' feet To easy street Easy street When you get there stay It ain't fair How we scrounge For three of four bucks While she gets Warbucks The little brat! It ain't fair this here life Is drivin' me nuts! While we get peanuts She's livin' fat! Maybe she holds the key That little lady To gettin' more bucks Instead of less Maybe we fix the game With something shady Where does that put us? Oh, tell her. Yes! Easy street Easy street Annie is the key Yes sirree Yes sirree Yes sirree Easy street Easy street That's where we're gonna Be!

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