| I get lost on a regular basis
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| I’m not alone I see the same old faces
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| Back on the road it’s a worthy opponent
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| I get home in the heat of the moment
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| What’s that stuff always rise to the surface
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| College cream, it always emerges
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| Be what you are I tell myself
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| And myself tells me we can’t be anybody else
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| You always sleep with a smile on your face
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| Much as I want to put myself in your place
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| Not my business I’ve got dreams of my own
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| I try to recall but when I wake up it’s gone
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| Don’t let go of that image
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| You’ll never see it again
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| I can hear voices they’re buzzing in my head
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| Eyebrows raised was it something I said
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| A long hot night, it crept in like a thief
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| The engine stopped, the seatbelt popped
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| And her jaw dropped in disbelief
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| Don’t let go of that beast
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| You’ll never see it again
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| Don’t let go of that whisky bottle
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| You’ll never see it again |