| Working late on a Saturday night
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| Some things depend on me
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| A full of tank of gas with nowhere to go
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| Is sadness guaranteed
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| Others call, I don’t care at all
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| But for her I drop it all
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| What is money what is time
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| To a man with a woman on his mind
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| Yeah, a woman on his mind
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| She’s the sweetest noose around my neck
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| And the chair I’ll kick to end this act
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| Don’t tell me I have to go
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| I am busy living it up
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| Nights are generally fine
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| But the days are fucked up
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| Walking home on a Sunday morning
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| Body starts to shake
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| Calmly lie down on the tracks
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| Bitten by a snake
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| I am rattled and unravelled
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| She makes me feel like time travel
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| Hot outside, I got November
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| Peace of mind I can’t remember
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| If you’re bound to let me down
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| I will sleep upon the snow
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| If destruction be thy name on the walls of Jericho |