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Some expressions take me back Like hair of gold and sweet Mary And running to me The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes Nostalgia supplies Loredo Highstreet buried me Beneath an oak tree As this is to me Then so to you is something else That keeps you up long past your bedtime, tearing hair The sweetest moment comes at last The waitings over In shock they stare and cue fanfare When Bobby Fischer's plane touches the ground He'll take those Russian boys and play them out of town The sweetest moment comes at last The waitings over In shock they stare and cue fanfare When Bobby Fischer's plane touches the ground He'll take those Russian boys and play them out of town Playing for blood As grandmasters should Some obsessions take me back Like hair of golden and sweet Mary And running to me The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes Nostalgia supplies Loredo Highstreet buried me Beneath the oak tree When Bobby Fischer's plane touches the ground He'll take those Russian boys and play them out of town The sweetest moment comes at last The waitings over In shock they stare and cue fanfare When Bobby Fischer's plane touches the ground He'll take those Russian boys and play them out of town Playing for blood As grandmasters should