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Blue and sentimental

de Milt Buckner

I've got a pocket full of quarters,
And i'm headed to the arcade.
I don't have a lot of money,
But i'm bringing everything i've made.
I've gotta callus on my finger,
And my shoulder's hurtin' too.
I'm gonna eat 'em all up,
Just as soon as they turn blue.

'cause i've got pac-man fever, pac-man fever
It's driving me crazy, driving me crazy
I've got pac-man fever, pac-man fever
I'm going out of my mind, going out of my mind
I've got pac-man fever, pac-man fever
I'm going out of my mind, going out of my mind

I've got all the patterns down,
Up until the ninth key.
I've got speedy on my tail,
And i know it's either him or me.
So i'm heading out the back door,
And in the other side.
Gonna eat the cherries up,
And take 'em all for a ride.

I'm gonna fake it to the left,
And move to the right,
'cause pokey's too slow,
And blinky's out of sight.

Now i've got 'em on the run,
And i'm looking for the high score.
So it's once around the block,
And i'll slide back out the side door.
I'm really cookin' now,
Eating everything in sight.
All my money's gone,
So i'll be back tommorow night.

'cause i've got pac-man fever, pac-man fever
It's driving me crazy, driving me crazy
I've got pac-man fever, pac-man fever
I'm going out of my mind, going out of my mind
I've got pac-man fever, pac-man fever
I'm going out of my mind, going out of my mind

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