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Gonna take a nitcomb To get rid of me Cos i just realized That it was meant to be And I'm singing To all the torn betting slips Flying around my feet I'm talking to all the chewing gum That's stuck everywhere on the street And they're ringing the bells All over the city On a Saturday night Nobody knows why But they know its gonna be alright Gonna take a nitcomb To get rid of me Cos i just realized That it was meant to be And I'm standing at the sale Of the shoes of bankrupt men I just had to buy a pair To show I can live again Songtexte And they're ringing the bells All over the city On a Saturday night Nobody knows why But they know its gonna be alright Gonna take a nitcomb To get rid of me Cos i just realized That it was meant to be And they're banging On the sheets of metal and sheets of gold And these were the finest shoes that were ever sold It's raining on roofs And raining on drums Love buys a six-pack And gives it to the bums And they're ringing the bells All over the city On a Saturday night Nobody knows why But they know its gonna be alright Aus Songtexte Mania