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Chicago
Frederick D. Perkins
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A place so full of pride
From the north, to the east, to the west side
It's the city that works or, so it's said
A place where everyone votes, even the dead
It's one of a kind
And no one seems to mind
 CHICAGO
The people love their politics
They even expect a few tricks
The politicians are like magicians
You never know what they have up their sleeves
Election days, are like Christmas Eve
In the morning, everyone is always surprised at what they got
Man, that city's hot
CHICAGO
From the gangsters who shoot
To the police who boot
Whatever your taste
You'll find it at, The Taste
Whatever your sport
Well, whatever your sport
There's no place like, The Windy City
There's no place like
CHICAGO
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