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Her face had a run-in with a fist |
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Or a steering wheel |
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You could hear her coming |
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From the click of her plastic heels |
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Insides have died and you're just standing here |
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Behind your eyes there's no one anywhere |
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Sleepin' on a subway |
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City up above me |
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Dreamin' up the words to this song |
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Bettin' on a someday |
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Wakin' up at someplace |
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Believe me, baby, I know |
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It holds you tight then it lets you go |
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Didn't looked back, just left it alone |
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Grabbed my coat, my hat |
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Let the train take me home |
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Sleepin' on a subway |
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City up above me |
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Runnin' since the day I was born |
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Bettin' on a someday |
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Wakin' up at someplace |
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Believe me, baby, I know |
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Howlin' at me tellin' me she's sick |
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And she needs some help |
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Old woman suckin' on a dick |
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For a dollar bill |
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Insides have died and you're just standing here |
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Behind your eyes there's no one anywhere |
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Sleepin' on a subway |
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City up above me |
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Dreamin' up the words to this song |
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Bettin' on a someday |
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Wakin' up at someplace |
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Believe me, baby, I know |
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It's that little piece of nothin' that won't let you go |
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Didn't looked back, just left it alone |
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Grab my coat and my hat |
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Let the train take me home |
|
Sleepin' on a subway |
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City up above me |
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Runnin' since the day I was born |
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Bettin' on a someday |
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Wakin' up at someplace |
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Believe me, baby, I know |
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The living under bridges thing |
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Where I was only visiting |
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Where ladies drink the Listerine |
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To keep their livers clean |
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And wintergreen |
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The living under bridges thing |
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Where I was only visiting |
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Where ladies drink the Listerine |
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To keep their livers clean |
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And wintergreen |
