Cifras
Like a Rolling Stone

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Once upon a time you dressed so fine
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You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
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    People'd call, say, "Beware doll,
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you're bound to fall" You thought they were all     kiddin' you
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    You used to     laugh about
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    Everybody that was     hangin' out
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  Now you don't talk so loud
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  Now you don't seem so proud
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About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
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How does it feel
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How does it feel
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To be without a home
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Like a complete unknown
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Like a rolling stone

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Aww, You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
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But you know you only used to get     juiced in it
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Nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
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And now you're gonna have to get     used to it
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    You said you'd never compromise
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    With the mystery tramp, but now you   realize
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  He's not selling any   alibis
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  As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
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And say do you want to     make a deal?
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How does it feel
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How does it feel
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To be on your own
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With no direction home
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Like a complete unknown
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Like a rolling stone

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Aww, You never turned around to see the frowns
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On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did     tricks for you
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You never understood that it ain't no good
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You shouldn't let other people get your     kicks for you
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    You used to ride on the chrome horse with your     diplomat
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    Who carried on his shoulder a     Siamese cat
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  Ain't it hard when you discover that
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  He really wasn't where it's at
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After he took from you everything he could steal.
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How does it feel
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How does it feel
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To be on your own
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With no direction home
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Like a complete unknown
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Like a rolling stone

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Aww, Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
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They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they     got it made
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  Exchanging all kind of precious gifts
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But you'd better take your diamond ring,   you'd better pawn it babe
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    You used to be so amused
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    At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used

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  When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
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  You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
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How does it feel
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How does it feel
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To be on your own
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With no direction home
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Like a complete unknown
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Like a rolling stone