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            In a world we call our home there's lots of room to roam
            Plenty of time to turn mistakes into rhyme
            There's a place for those who love their poetry
            It's just across from the sign that says, "Pros Only"

            So if you like a band with a chick singer,
            Say your cup of tea is a wall of trombones
            If you dig Menudo, or MDC we salute you the way we know
            For every one with dollar signs in his eyes
            There must be hundreds that look at you as if you're some kind of
            Rhythm section want ad
            No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
            I'll tell you why

            Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones
            Hats off to the use of hats as megaphones
            Speak softly, drive a Sherman tank
            Laugh hard, it's a long way to the bank

            Do you sing like Olive Oyl on purpose
            You guys must be into the Eurythmics
            For every one with dollar signs in his eyes
            There must be hundreds that look at you as if you're some kind of
            Rhythm section want ad
            No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
            And here's the reason why

            Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones
            Hats off to the use of hats as megaphones
            Speak softly, drive a Sherman tank
            Laugh hard, it's a long way to the bank
            
            Do you sing like Olive Oyl on purpose
            You guys must be into the Eurythmics
            For every one with dollar signs in his eyes
            There must be hundreds that look at you as if you're some kind of
            Rhythm section want ad
            No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
            And here's the reason why
            Rhythm section want ad
            No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
            And here's the reason why
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