Words & music by Paul Simon 1972
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I got some so-called friends
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They'll smile right to my face
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Oh, when my back is turned
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They'd like to stick it to me
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Yes they would
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Oh no no, oh no no
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There's only one thing I need to know
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Whose side are you on?
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I fly into J.F.K.
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My heart goes boom boom boom
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I know that customs man
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He's going to take me
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To that little room
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Oh no no. Oh no, no
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There's only one thing I need to know
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Whose side are you on, whose side are you on?
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I got the paranoia blues
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Fnom knockin' around in New York City
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Where they roll you for a nickel
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And they stick you for the extra dime
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Anyway you choose
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You're bound to lose in New York City
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Oh, I just got out in the nick of time
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Well, I just got out in the nick of time
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Once I was down in Chinatown
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I was eating some Lin's Chow Fon
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I happened to turn around
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And when I looked I see
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My Chow Fon's gone
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Oh no, no, Oh no, no
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There's only one thing I need to know
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Whose side are you on, whose side are you on?
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Well, there's only one thing I need to know
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Whose side, whose side, whose side?
