| Lay low don’t put your head up high
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| This time is not right for you just ask me why
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| 'Cause when I’m looking for some care
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| Baby I won’t be found
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| By all aside be around so there you go
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| This island, the riff I, I’m to blame for this
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| 'Cause I don’t see myself round here anymore
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| So how will you do when I mark this page
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| And think later, see later, that I am no good
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| So when you’re looking for some care
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| Maybe I did put it there
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| It’s not the sweet on your tongue the taste with a Sunday stare
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| Put all your high cards aside
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| The joker’s not anywhere but where you lay his coat
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| You will join, he will win
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| This island, the riff I, I’m to blame for this
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| 'Cause I don’t see myself round here anymore
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| So how will you do when I mark this page
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| Think later, see later, that I am no good
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| This island, the riff I, I’m to blame for this
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| 'Cause I don’t see myself round here anymore
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| So how will you do when I mark this page
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| Think later, see later, that I am no good |