| Jimmy sleeps in the bathroom
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| He loves the colour white
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| He’ll stay in three for hours
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| Sometimes through the night
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| Mom and Dad wait in the kitchen
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| Drinking Coffee and holding hands
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| They talk around the circles
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| Cause they don’t understand
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| Sometimes he looks through you
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| As if you were not there
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| He doesn’t know it hurts you
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| He’s gone to far to care
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| Then he’ll steal your money
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| Steal your love and bleed you dry
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| Give it all to the Candy Man
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| Who thought him how to fly
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| Lately he’s been clever
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| He shoots up between his toes
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| That way he hides the track marks
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| He thinks that no-one knows
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| It makes you want to hold him
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| And help him through the night
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| Put your arms around him
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| And tell him it’s allright
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| He’s there in every city
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| He’s there in every town
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| Hanging in 'til the next day
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| Another deal going down
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| But he won’t let you hold him
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| Or help him through the night
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| Jimmy sleeps in the bathroom
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| 'Cause he loves the colour white |