In the city, plus twenty-five, it's summer
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But you can't run away
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Something is happening again with this planet
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We have something, but we are friends
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And, as usual, at night I will clean out all the mail
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And, as usual, in the morning I will understand how wise it is
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As usual, at night I will clean all the mail
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And as usual, in the morning I will understand how wise it is
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The day started with a call and a cigarette
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Coffee and smoke, it's all good
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The line is obscenely thin in our answers
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Makeup is over, getting ready for the show
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And, as usual, at night I will clean out all the mail
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And, as usual, in the morning I will understand how wise it is
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As usual, at night I will clean all the mail
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And as usual, in the morning I will understand how wise it is
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And, as usual, at night I will clean out all the mail
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And, as usual, in the morning I will understand how wise it is
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As usual, at night I will clean all the mail
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And as usual, in the morning I will understand how wise it is
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And, as usual, at night
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And, as usual, in the morning
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And, as usual, at night |