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Every time I open my mouth |
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I take off my clothes |
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I'm raw and frostbitten from |
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being exposed |
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I got red scabby hands |
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and purple scabby feet |
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And you can smell me coming from |
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halfway down the street |
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And I remember that old hotel had quite the smell |
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where I'd go to use the phone |
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Between the donut shop and the pizza parlor |
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where I learned to live alone |
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Sweet sixteen and smiling |
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my way out of any jam |
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Learning the ways of the world, oh my |
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Learning the ways of man |
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And I didn't really want a baby |
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and I guess I had a choice |
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But I just let it grow inside me |
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this persistent little voice |
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And I guess I got her off and running |
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and run off is what she did |
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And that's part of what I think about |
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think about that kid |
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now there's So nothing left to wish upon |
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except for passing cars |
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The cacophony of city lights |
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is drowning out the stars |
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This park bench is a life boat |
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and the rest a big dark sea |
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And I'm just gonna lie here until |
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something comes and finds me |
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Yeah I got this tired old face |
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still grinning most of the time |
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Just 'cause it don't have a better way |
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to express what's on it's mind |
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And I got this running monologue |
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entertaining in it's outrage |
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And I've got the air of an animal |
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That's been living in a cage |
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Every time I open my mouth |
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I take off my clothes |
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I'm raw and frostbitten from |
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being exposed |
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I got red scabby hands |
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and purple scabby feet |
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And you can smell me coming from |
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halfway down the street |