| And I’m just trying to
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| Get through to you
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| But there’s no getting through a door
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| And I’m just hoping too
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| Break on through to you
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| Hope your door won’t mind me hoping
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| You’re gonna need somebody on your side
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| You’re gonna need somebody on your side
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| You’re only self assured with your liquor lips and slurring words
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| The line is clear, the point is blurred
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| And I’m just hoping that you can shut your eyes and see for miles
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| Cos when they’re opened they’re so frightened
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| You’re gonna need somebody on your side
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| You’re gonna need somebody on your side
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| You’re gonna need somebody on your side
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| It’s a lonely time otherwise
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| You can tell by her lips she’s good to kiss
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| But her eyes she’s good to talk too
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| But there’s a ringing there’s a buzzing in her ear
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| She can’t drink people stare her way
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| And I’m just trying to
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| Get through to you but
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| There’s no getting through sometimes
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| And I’m just hoping too
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| Break on through to you
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| Hope your door won’t mind me hoping
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| You’re gonna need somebody on your side
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| You’re gonna need somebody on your side
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| You’re gonna need somebody on your side
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| It’s a wasted life
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| It a lonely time otherwise |