| There’ll be trouble in the tea-rooms when you get back from Tennessee,
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| Tension is mounting 'cross the coffee and the cutlery.
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| The green man saved you at the traffic lights in Baltimore,
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| While Dre was telling stories about how he threw himself off the seventh floor.
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| And that desert is as green as any other place.
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| It’s a big field, 'cept it’s got scorpions and rattlesnakes.
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| The desert sky I always thought there was a hint of rain,
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| Can anybody help me, Where did I leave my broken heart today?
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| I’m getting high again.
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| Don’t you rollerblade in Nashville Tennesee?
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| I don’t belong in nearly everywhere I’ve ever been.
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| I’m holding on to almost everything that’s anything.
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| Always a stranger, Always looking for a place to stay.
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| Can anybody help me Where did I leave my broken heart today?
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| I’m getting high again Oh God,
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| is this the only way?
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| I’m getting high again
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| Don’t you rollerblade in Nashville Tennessee?
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| Our love was one big waterfall
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| You and I, just one big waterfall,
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| cascade, a sweet sweet waterfall
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| my my, my sweet waterfall has frozen.
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| I’m getting high again
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| Don’t you, don’t you rollerblade in Nashville Tennessee?
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| I’m getting high again Oh God,
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| is this the only way?
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| I’m getting high again
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| Don’t you rollerblade in Nashville Tennessee? |