Razor Boy - Walter Becker, Donald Fagen
    I hear you are singing a song of the past

    I see no tears
    I know that you know it may be the last
    For many years
    You'd gamble or give anything
    To be in with the better half
    But how many friends must I have
    To begin with to make you laugh

    Will you still have a song to sing
    When the razor boy comes
    And take your fancy things away
    Will you still be singing it
    On that cold and windy day

    You know that the coming is so close at hand
    You feel all right
    I guess only women in cages can stand
    This kind of night
    I guess only women in cages
    Can play down
    The things they lose
    You think no tomorrow will come
    When you lay down
    You can't refuse

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