| When I’m bored, feeling low, tryin' to find me a lady
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| I had no mind, where to go, just a feelin' maybe
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| I’d be reelin' up by the ceiling
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| Out of my mind forever
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| Gotta be right boy, stay out of fight boy
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| Lay it on by, get a flyer
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| Cause I’m feelin' alright
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| Yes I’m feeling' alright
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| And I’m gonna come through just searching for you
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| If it’s keepin' me straight up ahead
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| Yes I’m feelin' alright
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| Yes I’m feeling' alright
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| I ain’t gonna take note and tell you all so
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| That I’m dead
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| As for the rest, I was neon dressed
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| Tryin' to explain how they found me
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| The deep black eyes were no surprise
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| But all the dogs were beyond me
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| This is appalling, I was a-calling
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| How could you really believe that of me
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| You’ll be all right boy, stay here all night boy
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| Then in the morning your toll we will see
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| And I’m feelin' alright
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| Are you feeling' alright?
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| Well it’s what they all say when they gonna say
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| So don’t keep on banging your head
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| Well I’m feelin' alright
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| Yes I’m feeling' alright
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| And I’m gonna come through, and I’ll prove it to you
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| What I say
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| I’m feelin' alright
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| Yes I’m feeling' alright
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| And I’m gonna come through searching for you
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| If it’s keepin' me straight up ahead
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| Yes I’m feelin' alright
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| Yes I’m feeling' alright
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| I ain’t gonna take note I’ll tell you all so
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| That I’m dead |