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Mr. Jones, you've been wasted before |
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Rest your head on this dirty old floor |
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And everybody's mind turned to what they knew before |
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And everybody's mind turned off |
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She falls inbetween |
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Close your eyes, you'll be dreaming once more |
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Candlelight, things are clearer than before |
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Everybody's mind turned to what they knew before |
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Everybody's mind turned off |
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She falls inbetween |
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She falls inbetween |
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Maddest, maddest, maddest day |
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When I'm by your door, come out to play |
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We will dance and we will sway |
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We will go so far you'll want to stay |
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Saddest, saddest, saddest day |
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When I'm by your door, on winter's day |
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She falls inbetween |
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She falls inbetween |
