| Her hand on his arm is that charm around her neck
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| Strung out again, call in some friends trying to cash a check
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| 'Cause I’ve been dumb that’s what you’ve come to expect
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| Needle in the hay, needle in the hay
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| Needle in the hay, needle in the hay
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| She’s wearing your clothes head down to toe and the auction of you
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| You said you know what he did to idiot kid who don’t have a clue
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| Sometimes they just caught in the eye and pulling them through
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| Needle in the hay, needle in the hay
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| Needle in the hay, needle in the hay
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| Now on the bus nearly touching this dirty retreat, falling out six inch pallot
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| There’s sweat in my teeth, I’m gonna walk walk walk four more blocks
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| 'Cause the one in my brain chow downstairs see the man
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| He’s gonna make it all look gay, I can’t be myself I can’t be myself
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| And I don’t wanna talk taking a cure, so I can be quiet wherever I want
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| So leave me alone you oughta be proud that I’m getting these marks
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| Needle in the hay, needle in the hay
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| Needle in the hay, needle in the hay, needle in the hay |