| Entertain me
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| For the tenth hour in a row again
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| Anesthetize me
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| With your gossip and many random anecdotes
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| And fill every hour
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| With activity or ear candy
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| Drop me off
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| At intersections in any city metropolitan
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| And keep me in this state
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| And keep me purgatorying
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| And sing me back to sleep
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| This is far more than I had bargained for
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| Start every week
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| With a break-neck urgent design
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| And end every speed day
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| With my briefcase representing free time
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| Spending my fruits
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| My purchases become my lifeline
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| Please, give my love to my family
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| I’ll doubtfully be home at Christmas time
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| Don’t disturb me in this state
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| Please, leave me purgatorying
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| I’ll be damned if I’m to wake
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| This is far more than I am equipped for
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| I’ve held you up like a deity
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| Like you’re the sole owner of wings
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| This unrequited tunnel vision
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| And I wonder why I’ve not been writing
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| Please, keep me in this state
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| Please, keep me purgatorying
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| Please, rock me back to sleep
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| This love is more than I had bargained for
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| I’ll be damned if I’m to wake
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| This is far more than I am equipped for |