| Hey Mr. Mason, where are you staying lately?
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| Was that your mistress up late night wailing? |
| Baby
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| Was premature, our sweet Czech mother
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| Been losing sleep over the letter we recovered
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| Precious possessions, let’s rob the cradle
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| You know she said she was your wife up on the table
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| I’m no detective, I’m no reporter
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| Let’s find a motive in the muck and the disorder 'cause
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| If you say you need me, I will need you back
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| What’s another night? |
| What’s another night of that?
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| Just reach out and touch me, you can take everything I have
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| What’s another night? |
| What’s another night of that?
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| Convalescent morning depression
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| We got maduros and you made me your obsession
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| We yell quite loudly, nobody noticed
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| We’re all just screaming at the wall we’re so devoted to the
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| Precious possessions, let’s smash a picture
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| Let’s write our name up on the wall and call it scripture cause
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| I’m no detective, but I’m a thief
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| So I will loot your place for copper while you sleep and
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| If you say you need me, I will need you back
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| What’s another night? |
| What’s another night of that?
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| Just reach out and touch me, you can take everything I have
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| What’s another night? |
| What’s another night of that?
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| And I walk through the cascades
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| The first place I remember feeling something
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| But I don’t want to remember anything
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| When I cringe at the mention of that place |