| I was wasted in the afternoon, waiting on a train
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| I woke up in pieces and Elisabeth had disappeared again
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| I wish you were inside of me, I hope that you’re ok
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| I hope you’re resting quietly
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| I just wanted to say
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| Goodnight, Elisabeth
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| Goodnight, Elisabeth
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| We couldn’t all be cowboys, so some of us are clowns
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| Some of us are dancers on the midway
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| We roam from town to town
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| I hope that everybody can find a little flame
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| Me, I say my prayers, then I just light myself on fire
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| And I walk out on the wire once again
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| I will wait for you in Baton Rouge
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| I’ll miss you down in New Orleans
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| I’ll wait for you while she slips in something comfortable
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| And I’ll miss you when I’m slipping in between
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| If you wrap yourself in daffodils, I will wrap myself in pain
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| And if you’re the queen of California
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| Baby, I am the king of the rain |