| Drip, Drip, Drip, outside my window
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| A head full of zip sleeps on my pillow
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| And it must be a phase I’m in
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| Cause I can’t explain to begin
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| Could be a permanent thing
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| But it feels like a meaningless fling
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| The man in pink such a mild mannored fellow
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| He gave me a wink and a good natured Hello
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| Lately I’ve been tired all the time
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| Guilty of the worst kind of crime
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| A game I can’t possibly win
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| When I keep getting kicked in the shin
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| I’m just so far gone
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| I don’t know what planet I’m on
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| Taken it hard for so long
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| I don’t know whats right or whats wrong with me
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| I’m coming down
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| (Such a funny creature)
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| When I drink I feel mellow
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| And if I think I’m Sual Bellow
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| And lately I do as I please
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| Don’t care much who disagrees
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| Could be a permanent thing
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| But it feels like a meaningless fling
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| And they say I’m just a Pleasure Seeker |