Mr. dixon

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Mr. Dixon wrote

Mr. Dixon wrote

Mr. Dixon wrote

[Verse 1]

He take the words from out the sound

He twist them all around

Now he's making the claim

The compositions are his

But they're not his

No, they belong to the song

Mr. Dixon wrote

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Mr. Dixon wrote

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Mr. Dixon wrote

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Mr. Dixon wrote

[Verse 2]

Now come on, you did not find that in your imagination

I met the gambler, he was just blowing smoke

No, you found it in your record collection

Say it belongs to the song Mr. Dixon wrote

Look at him waving to the crowd

Pretty soon they'll find him out

Look at the sky now, it's starting to rain

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Mr. Dixon wrote

Mr. Dixon wrote

Mr. Dixon wrote

Mr. Dixon wrote

Mr. Dixon wrote

Mr. Dixon wrote

Mr. Dixon wrote