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// Wednesday, October 1
year[1]="'70s";
lyrics[1]="Ooh, (title), I believe we can make it through the night. Ooh, (title), I believe we can reach the morning light.";

// Thursday, October 2
year[2]="'70s";
lyrics[2]="What does it matter to you? When you've got a job to do you've got to do it well. You've got to give the other fella hell.";

// Friday, October 3
year[3]="'80s";
lyrics[3]="(title), (title), let it on out. These are the things I can do without. Come on, I'm talking to you. Come on.";

// Saturday, October 4
year[4]="'60s";
lyrics[4]="I love every movement. There's nothing I would change. She doesn't need improvement. She's much too nice to rearrange.";

// Sunday, October 5
year[5]="'60s";
lyrics[5]="Well, there isn't an ocean too deep, or a mountain so high that can keep, keep me away, away from my love.";

// Monday, October 6
year[6]="'60s";
lyrics[6]="Don't want your love anymore. Don't want your kisses, that's for sure. I cry each time I hear this sound. 'Here he comes, that's (title).'";

// Tuesday, October 7
year[7]="'70s";
lyrics[7]="When are you going to come down? When are you going to land? I should have stayed on the farm. I should have listened to my old man.";

// Wednesday, October 8
year[8]="'70s";
lyrics[8]="Strolling along country roads with my baby. It starts to rain, it begins to pour. Without an umbrella we're soaked to the skin. I feel a shivering up my spine.";

// Thursday, October 9
year[9]="'70s";
lyrics[9]="Old Jimmy sits alone in the moonlight. Saw his woman kiss another man. So he takes a ladder, steals the stars from the sky. Puts on Sinatra and starts to cry.";

// Friday, October 10
year[10]="'70s";
lyrics[10]="Well, you're where you should be all the time. And when you're not, you're with some underworld spy, or the wife of a close friend.";

// Saturday, October 11
year[11]="'70s";
lyrics[11]="Ma, take this badge off my chest. I don't need it anymore. It's getting dark, too dark to see. I feel I'm (title).";

// Sunday, October 12
year[12]="'70s";
lyrics[12]="(Title) out on me, baby. If you do then I think that maybe I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years.";

// Monday, October 13
year[13]="'70s";
lyrics[13]="Some say she's from Mars, or one of the seven stars that shine at 3:30 in the morning.";

// Tuesday, October 14
year[14]="'60s";
lyrics[14]="Every day's an endless stream of cigarettes and magazines.";

// Wednesday, October 15
year[15]="'60s";
lyrics[15]="L.A. is a great big freeway. Put a hundred down and buy a car.";

// Thursday, October 16
year[16]="'60s";
lyrics[16]="Golden lies he will pour in your ear, but his lies can't disguise what you fear.";

// Sunday, October 17
year[17]="'60s";
lyrics[17]="She's gonna get a ticket, now, sooner or later 'cause she can't keep her foot off the accelerator.";

// Saturday, October 18
year[18]="'60s";
lyrics[18]="I met him on a Wednesday and my heart stood still. Somebody told me that his name was Bill.";

// Sunday, October 19
year[19]="'70s";
lyrics[19]="When you believe in things that you don't understand, then you suffer.";

// Monday, October 20
year[20]="'70s";
lyrics[20]="Shine the light, shine the light. Shine the light, won't you shine the light?";

// Tuesday, October 21
year[21]="'60s";
lyrics[21]="One, two, three, four. Tell the people what she wore.";

// Wednesday, October 22
year[22]="'70s";
lyrics[22]="She was born in the wagon of a travelin' show. Her mama used to dance for the money they'd throw.";

// Thursday, October 23
year[23]="'60s";
lyrics[23]="I'm comin' home, I've done my time. Now I've got to know what is, what isn't, mine.";

// Friday, October 24
year[24]="'70s";
lyrics[24]="It was the 3rd of October. That day I'll always remember.";

// Saturday, October 25
year[25]="'70s";
lyrics[25]="I've got chills. They're multiplying, and I'm losing control.";

// Sunday, October 26
year[26]="'60s";
lyrics[26]="Up, like a rocket ship. Down, like a roller coaster. Fast, like a loop-the-loop. Round, like a merry-go-round.";

// Monday, October 27
year[27]="'70s";
lyrics[27]="We could sit inside and play games, I don't know.";

// Tuesday, October 28
year[28]="80s";
lyrics[28]="I'm gonna live forever. I'm gonna learn how to fly.";

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// Wednesday, October 29
year[29]="70s";
lyrics[29]="Young man, I was once in your shoes. Young man, I was down with the blues.";

// Thursday, October 30
year[30]="'70s";
lyrics[30]="Yes, I am strong, but it's wisdom from the pain. Yes, I've paid the price, but look how much I've gained.";

// Sunday, October 31
year[31]="'70s";
lyrics[31]="I shouted to the driver, 'Hey, conductor, you must slow down, I think I see her. Please let me off the bus.";


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