| How the hell is everything
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| Since I been away?
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| Is the weather any better?
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| Did the landlord fix the drain?
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| Did Lui sell his paintings?
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| Did Kevin quit his job?
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| Will you tell them that I love 'em and
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| I miss y’all a lot?
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| I thought about deserting
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| Jumping on a plane the other day
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| It was just a fleeting feeling, man
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| I’m usually okay
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| When I’m holding conversations in a language I don’t speak
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| And coughing on the radio and screaming in my sleep
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| I’m just tired of feeling tired, I’m tired of getting drunk
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| They took our picture for the paper and they made me stand in front
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| But I shouldn’t be complaining, there’s been people at the shows
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| I even saw the Eiffel tower in a souvenir snowglobe
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| There’s just a couple more and then a day off in Amsterdam
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| I’m gonna check into a hotel, get fixed up if I can
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| And oh, I promise I’ll be careful
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| With the company I keep
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| And I’ll hold myself together
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| Until I’m back on Sugar Street
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| Sugar Street
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| If you start at the beginning and you go on to the end
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| Sometimes a perfect stranger might end up your only friend
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| At first, you nod politely 'cause you’re not that interested
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| Ask some abstract question like a bored psychiatrist
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| But then you get to talking 'bout the plastic in the sea
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| The nightmare of their childhood and reality TV
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| It starts to sound familiar like you’re coming back to life
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| Make some observations, start offering advice
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| Always look in both directions when you go to cross the street
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| And if you jump off any buildings, make sure you land on your feet
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| And oh, promise you’ll be careful
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| With the sympathies you seek
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| 'Cause I know that you’ll feel better
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| Once you’re back on Sugar Street
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| Sugar Street
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| And oh, I promise I’ll be careful
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| When I put myself to sleep
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| And I hope that I feel better
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| Once I’m back on Sugar Street
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| Sugar Street
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| Ah, Sugar Street |