Clap Your Hands

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In this park they play
 They let the pigeons stay
 They give them names and feed them bread
 They live in Philadelphia
 You have no chance, old man
 Your queen is cornered, I'd say
 Shoot a bird off the board
 Don't need your cane for this job
 Click y our heels, dance dance
 Grab a girl, dance dance
 And don't remind me
 Why I'm here, dance dance
 Clap your hands, dance dance
 Feed the birds, dance dance
 And don't remind me
 Why I'm here, dance dance
 You're out of breath, I see
 You need a rest, maybe?
 A little afternoon nap?
 Let's tear the lid off this thing
 One more step to go
 One last dip and that's it
 I've got more people to see
 My friends, it breaks my heart
 Click y our heels, dance dance
 Grab a girl, dance dance
 And don't remind me
 Why I'm here, dance dance
 Clap your hands, dance dance
 Feed the birds, dance dance
 And don't remind me
 Why I'm here, dance dance
 Move through the grass
 On your hands and your knees
 These things change, my old friends
 Times change, don't they?
 Float through the air
 Let your heart carry you up up and up
 Let's lay you down
 Click y our heels, dance dance
 Grab a girl, dance dance
 And don't remind me
 Why I'm here, dance dance
 Clap your hands, dance dance
 Feed the birds, dance dance
 And don't remind me
 Why I'm here, dance dance
 

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Duration
02:59
Key
7
Tempo
118 BPM

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