She Gets The Feeling

She Gets The Feeling
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Take a look around, baby 
Tell me what you see 
'Cause what you see is what you found 
What you found is what you need 
Life is hard 
There's a feeling on the boulevard 
Everybody's got to play a final card a way to go
do the deed throw the punches like Apollo Creed 
'Cause there's a bunch of ways to make it bleed I know

Well the words of the prophets are no longer written on thesubway walls 
One of them lost his hair
The other publishes poetry here and there and that is all 
But, the things you said to me I cannot forget although I try 
To ignore the space beside me where we used to love and you wouldlie 

She gets the feeling 
She gets the feeling 
Up through the ceiling is the only view 
As I was walking out the door she said 
You don't want to go around the world with me

Anyway

The San Francisco blues it was a piece of news to me
It was a little blue book and a night time nook of one's Zenphilosophy late at night 
A man desires a woman white or tan, but the fires are flamed by
names and traces and the places and the faces and it's all thesame in
the morning game when 

She gets the feeling
She gets the feeling 
Up through the ceiling is the only view 
As I was walking out the door she said
Why don't want to come around the world with me 

Everyday I climb the mountain 
Everyday I drive a car 
Every night I turn the lights off 
It goes too far 
Woh, woh, woh, woh...

She gets the feeling 
She gets the feeling 
Up through the ceiling is the only view 
She says baby I just can't believe
You don't want to go around the world with me

She gets the feeling (repeat)