| Somewhere between the darkness and light
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| The faces all glow but it’s not too bright
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| Civilization, it’s all about knives and forks
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| Isn’t she here? |
| What time is it now?
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| Is this the right place? |
| Do I fit with her crowd?
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| I’m gonna be a civilized man someday
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| Part of me wants to jump and shout
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| Part of me wants to tear it down
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| I thought you might prefer the cabernet
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| Civilization, it’s all about sex
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| Havin' a ball in a padded banquet
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| I’m gonna be that really cool guy someday
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| The waiter looks me over
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| «Would you like cream or sugar?»
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| I don’t know, what was I supposed to say?
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| She wonders if I’ll notice
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| I should have brought some roses
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| Her plate is full, she hasn’t eaten all day
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| Glasses collect, we order some booze
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| She looks at me, I stare at her shoes
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| Mature situations, maybe a broken heart
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| Maybe I ought to pay the bill
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| Maybe she thinks I never will
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| A million things that cross a woman’s mind
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| Just be yourself, well that’s what they say
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| I barely know who I was yesterday
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| I’m gonna be that civilized guy someday
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| Good friends and conversation
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| The rise and fall of nations
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| A moment’s glory and they’ve had their day
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| And on my high school folder
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| I drew a big gorilla
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| Something familiar, something far, far away
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| Somewhere between the darkness and light
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| She touches my hand, she don’t seem to mind
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| We can go home, we can be civilized |