| Calmly, like a razor
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| I got us on the door
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| Or I got a tape of clerks
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| Someone left the night before
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| So I come over later
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| You’re sittin' in that chair
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| Smokin' on your cigarette
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| Fingerin' you hair
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| So I get drunk and stoned
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| Every time you come around
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| So I get drunk and stoned
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| Every time you come around
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Twenty nine and aimless
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| You bartend down on fourth
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| Your parents pay insurance
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| And the Parson’s Audit course
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| Over schooled and uninspired
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| Tust fund up your nose
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| All the wasted talent but, uh
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| Ain’t that how it always goes?
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| So I get drunk and stoned
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| Every time you come around
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| So I get drunk and stoned
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| Every time you come around
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| So long, Allison Foley
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| So long, bye, bye
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| Comeup higher, comeup higher, comeup
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| Comeup higher, comeup higher, comeup
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| Comeup higher, comeup higher, comeup
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| Comeup higher, take a step higher
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| Sometimes you understand the reasons
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| How you went astray
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| Least of all the answer
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| But it hurts to watch you waste away
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| So I get drunk and stoned
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| Every time you come around
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| So I get drunk and stoned
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| Every time you come around
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| So drunk and stoned
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| So drunk and stoned
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| So long, so long
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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| So long, Allison Foley
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| So long, bye, bye
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| So long, Allison Foley
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| So long, bye, bye
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah |