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Someday I'll have me a chauffeur...
and a block long limousine
Eee-o-Eleven.
Eee-o-Eleven.

Someday I'll have me a penthouse.
Stacks and stacks of folding green.
Eee-o-Eleven.
Eee-o-Eleven.

It's all a state of mind.
Whether or not you'll fine.
That place down there or heaven.
In the meantime.
Eee-o, Eee-o,
Eee-o-Eleven.
Eee-o-Eleven.
Eee-o-Eleven.

Show me a man without a dream.
And I'll show you a man that's dead.
Real dead.

Once I had me a dream.
But that dream got kicked in the head.
Dream dead.

I nearly had me that chauffeur
And that block long limousine.
Eee-o-Eleven.
Eee-o-Eleven.

I nearly had me that penthouse.
All them stacks of folding green.
Eee-Eleven,
Eleven.

Some Judge is gonna say.
I'm putting you away.
For four score years add seven.
In the meantime.
Eee-o-Eleven,
Eleven.
Eleven.

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