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Begin The Beguine - Live at Town Hall, New York, 1989

de Jim Hall

Jot down the words you want me to say
Make sure they don't conflict with mine in any way
Make them sound good
Remember the laws that apply
I gave you a buck it's my right to decide
Pretend your life is squeaky clean
Pure as the virgin you think your daughter is
She laughs in your face
As you bring your speech to a close
But she's doing it under your nose

I don't care who you want to pray to
If it makes you happy then go ahead
But you claim I'm wrong, what gives you the right
Just stick to your own life

You used to wear your pretty clothes
Now that the scruff is in, you're left what you used to know
But here comes your rules
The fashion police are in
And suddenly your politics are changing again
Idolize and criticize
Push them in the right direction to paradise
Praise them with guilt
Distinguish the weak from the strong
But knowing that we end up the same in the long run

I don't care who you want to pray to
If it makes you happy then go ahead
But you claim I'm wrong, what gives you the right
Just stick to your own life

The position you had may be lost
The position you had may be lost
The position you had may be lost
The position you had may be lost
The position you had may be lost
The position you had may be lost
The position you had may be lost

I don't care who you want to pray to
If it makes you happy then go ahead
But you claim I'm wrong, what gives you the right
Just stick to your own life

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