Looks Like Chaplin I feel awash Close down the street Yeah Chaplin walks Be 9:15 And I hear them, hear them call his name And I see him, see him turn away They take him in And clean him up They take him in And strip him down They dry his skin And feed him wine And I hear them, hear them call his name And I see him, see him turn away Ask's to use the phone Yeah he lives alone, he lives alone There's no one, no one home to phone He sits alone at home He call his home his own His wife is still unknown Find out more about Looks Like Chaplin by clicking this link:
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