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Well, I looked outside |
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As they say they're diving in |
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Living oh-so-right |
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The lids in after them? |
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Oh, oh and they left behind me |
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Oh, oh and it went right by me |
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Well, it's dead outside |
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I can see through everything |
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In this awful light |
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When we get back anything |
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I used to know now |
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Lord, I've tried; I've lost it somehow |
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Days strung out |
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Oh, you could bring it all up to me |
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I know my kind |
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We could be so, |
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We could be so off tonight |
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Well, if my head's not right, |
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Leave me in the hall with it |
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Where the whites all shine |
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See them echoed in the stair |
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Well, I'm so shy |
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Everything I've tried |
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Now you know why |
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I've been so cold; I've been outside |
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Days strung out |
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Oh, you could bring it all up to me |
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I know my kind |
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We could be so, |
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We could be so off tonight |
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Oh, oh and I've been reminded |
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Oh, oh and waste some time with |
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Days strung out |
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Oh, you could bring it all up to me |
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You know my kind |
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Well, we could be so, |
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Make her see so off tonight |
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You have to bring it all up to me |
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You know my kind |
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We could be so |
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We could be so off tonight |
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Off tonight |
