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Music man, get ready for your final show
Please the crowd, play it loud, you mustn't let them know
That something deep inside you isn't right
And you hurt because you're missin'
The girl who came to listen
When you perform tonight, music man

You've got to play your music like you've never played before
Give your all, fill the hall and don't look out the door
Just pretend the footlights are too bright
When you notice that she's missin'
And you know she won't be listenin'
When you perform tonight, music man

You gotta show 'em you can
Do your songs just the way that you had planned
You must control the fumbling things of your guilty hand

Music man, they're waiting for your closing set
You can sell, but never tell that something's been upset
And suddenly your music seems so trite
'Cause you notice that she's missin'
And you know she won't be listenin'
When you perform tonight, music man

You must control the fumbling things of your guilty hand
Music man
You gotta show 'em you can
Music man
You gotta show us all that you can
Music man
No, won't you show that you can
Music man
Yeah, you gotta show 'em, show 'em that you can
Music man
Music man, now show us that you can

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