| She can’t keepaway from them
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| Waits here and disappears
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| From the wrong things she intends (?)
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| Pretty soon they’ve got you hanging on a line
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| Pretty soon they string you one by one, same old rope
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| She says, «I'm alright, just take me home tonight»
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| She don’t want nobody home
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| cause it’s a little too crowded there
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| She don’t want to be alone
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| So they just keep pouring in Pretty soon they’ve got her heading for the door
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| She comes home to find they cannot hang around no more
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| She says, «I'm alright, just take me home tonight»
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| Pain won’t rationalize all those alibis
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| and reasons that keep creeping in tonight
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| You’re half a world away
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| But I just can’t wash away the stain of every single thing that you could not believe
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| oh well
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| She don’t want no one around
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| She don’t want anybody to see
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| what she looks like when she’s down
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| cause the truth’s a sad place to be Pretty soon she gets them crawling up the walls
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| Every Sunday morning the bed bleeds and you never saw?
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| She says, «I'm ok, it’s alright, hey look what do we want to do tonight?»
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| She says, «I'm alright, I just can’t get home tonight |