| Woke up Sunday feeling good
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| Though I’d try maybe stay high forever, yeah
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| Drift along the Mekong, if I could
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| Daddy was the coolest kid in school
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| He was always in the alley sniffing glue, yeah
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| Did it till his little lips turned blue
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| See you in the park at dark
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| Talking bad about the dad that you never knew, yeah
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| Talking about the things you said you’d do
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| Yes I’m sorry
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| There’s no use in being closed-hearted, yeah
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| Guess you did the best that you could
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| Got held up on my way to North Pigalle
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| Must have got off in the wrong arrondissement
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| He said, one more stop and you would have found God
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| Out here on the road somewhere tonight, I don’t know
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| But I’m doing fine, and the weather is good
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| Go back and show you if I could
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| I really got to go, yeah man
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| I already know
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| See them go, aw man
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| They already know
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| I don’t think of it at all
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| 'Cause dear, they are gone
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| It’s come head on before
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| They already know
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| Yeah, I’ve been good, yeah
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| Aw, see them go
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| Get out and go
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| Fire off another round
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| Still I been gone
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| But I’m already gone
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| Did you go into the door, way out purple kind of person with Perfect eyes
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| I said, well the way I’m going I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-
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| I-I-I-I been good man
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| Say I don’t really know
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| Do they always fight until the love turns out to pick em up and
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| Burn them through before they go
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| Now the sky’s all red, elevated
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| And that’s enough, to know it’s time
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| Way I been going
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| I’m already gone |